You're an Idiot, I still dream about the two of you

You don't know anything. And you know what you're not my idiot anymore. So that just makes you an idiot.

I still dream about you. You still make your way into my thoughts even when I am not awake and merely dreaming. You are there in only one shape, in only one form. You are sometimes taunting me and sometimes you are reminded of how you loved me but then you mention how you screwed up and fucked up, literally, and then I am reminded and wake up feeling the same way I do. Even in my dreams you and I don't work.

As for you, the other you.

I dream about you too sometimes. You and I still fight also.