so, i think before i talk about the dreams, i should give a little background on my ex and i. i'm sorry if this is so long..
basically, we had an on again/off again relationship for almost 3 years. we first dated freshman year, but that was the end of the good times for the most part. more than once, he'd be telling me he loved me, and then i'd find out he was dating a new girl, who he always lied about. the first time, we were sophomores and he'd been dating some girl for almost a month WHILE talking to me and feeding me all kinds of bullshit, and i had to find out from other people. we stopped talking, then i stupidly let him back into my life again. then the whole process literally repeated my junior year, until he cheated on the girl with me, broke up with her for me, then broke up with me for her. when they broke up for good, he started talking to me again and i, like an idiot, let him back in. he kissed me, and then days later i found out he'd been hanging out with the first girl who got into the middle of our relationship. that was in the first couple days of september. we haven't spoken since.
when he broke up with me my junior year, i was beyond depressed. i really do love him more than anything in this world, regardless of everything that's gone on. i dreamt of him every single night that first week after we broke up, and in every dream, he would tell me he didn't love me anymore and to just leave him alone.
this time around, i'm sad, but the dreams held off. until one night..here's the dream:

for some reason, i was lying down on the ground outside of a football stadium? and then i saw him walk up with the girl i heard he'd been hanging out with. they saw me, but instead of him being mean, he let her walk in the gate, then held the gate open for me, with an almost sad look in his eye. i screamed something profane at him, and instead of walking away, he came right to me. the only thing he kept saying was my full name (something NOBODY ever calls me besides him). he kept reaching out to touch me but i just kept yelling at him, crying and pushing him away. he kept following me until he finally gave up and walked into the stadium. exhausted from crying, i walked to my car and fell asleep inside. i woke up at like 3 in the morning, running to the stadium in hopes of finding him there, not realizing everyone had left. i went home and fell asleep in some random room that isn't even my house, and when i woke up, he was asleep in my parent's bed. i went to sit in the foyer and he walked out of my parent's bedroom, trying to strike up conversation, getting ready to leave but never leaving..

then i woke up from the dream.

i've been dreaming about him more often now, like 3-4 times a week even. they're mainly all good dreams, with him trying to apologize and get me to at least talk to him. i just don't understand it. this is the longest we've gone without talking since the day we met. what does this mean, other than the fact that i'm obviously still in love with him?