I had a dream last night.
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It was about y o u again.
It was about me and you, as though we were actually together and alone. I was in your car and we drove through the city, stopping at a mall to go walking, shopping, talking and watched a movie. I didn't pay attention to the movie. I was too distracted by your arm around my shoulders, holding me close to you. I listened to your heartbeat as I lay my head against your chest. I looked at you. You smiled and asked if everything was okay. I didn't dare to close my eyes in case I woke up. I didn't want to wake up.
We finished the movie and had lunch. Other people were looking at us with jealousy. Usually, i'm one of those people.
Then you drove us to a park and we strolled along in the moonlight, along the rocky path. You held my hand in yours, softly yet firmly, as though protecting me. Soon, you held me around my waist. And then carried me in your arms, running and laughing. Our voices echoing through the night air.
We sat down on a bench and fell quiet. saying nothing but everything at the same time.
I looked at you and what I saw in your eyes scared me. You saw me for the first time. You looked past my upbringing, my bad personality, my selfish self and the me within who was scared of failure. You saw me. I saw you too.
"I love you."
When you kissed me, I didn't want to close my eyes and end this perfect dream of what could be. Of what could have been. Of what maybe will never happen ever. But after a while, I closed my eyes and wrapped myself in your embrace until I woke up. I even shed a few tears of joy and sadness.
After all, dreams aren't meant to last f o r e v e r.
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