Forget It

I woke up at 8:30 this morning, but I went back to sleep.
-And slept for 3 more hours.

I think this is because I was having the best dream ever, In my dream, I was hanging out with two brothers who used to be my best friends. They were the best friends I've ever had.

When we were little, we were a total triad of best friends for 3 straight years, it was awesome. Then they moved across the country. We slowly lost communication and for a long time I didn't hear from them. Then a couple years later they moved back. But all of us were to shy to approach each other, because we didn't know if the other would still want to be friends. Things had changed.

Or at least, that's how it felt for me.
-So for a year, we avoided talking to each other and in all honesty, it was pretty awkward. Then I moved.

I now live in the neighboring city of where they live, so close but yet so far. Every day I regret not making the effort to get to know them again. I searched their names on myspace today, and the mood for one of them was "depressed". I'm worried. I don't know what to do. I wish things could be different.

I wish my dream could be real.