I dreamed that I was looking at the face of the person I love most, but there was no face. It was every face made blurry by the fact they were all trying to exist at once in the same place. It made me so sad I started to cry, and as I wiped my tears away my own face started to come off onto my hands. I tried to tell the faces how I felt and they said they couldn’t love me back because I no longer had a face.
I looked down at my hands and my face was there. I held up my palms and said look I have a face it’s right here, but they just started laughing. I said I would try my best to be enough, and I could just hold my hands up and cover my face all the time so I looked right, even if I couldn’t see. They stopped laughing and said it wasn’t fun anymore, just sad.