I was longing to have a dream for a very long period of time. Then, I had one. My emotions couldn’t be described. It felt really amazing. The scenes were vivid even by the time I was conscious. Prior to the dream I just had, I didn’t know what was the last dream I ever had. I don’t know if I’m just not attentive to them before, or I’m rather forgetful, or I never dreamt of anything. It was just now that it wasn’t vague. It was so clear.
|He hugged me from behind. It felt surreal.
He intertwined his hand to mine. I thought it was real.
I never knew I was dreaming at midnight.|
When morning came, a smile was plastered on my face. There’s no doubt that I could have ran miles with the spirit inside me. Who wouldn’t want a fairytale dream? That time, I was so in love. I couldn’t take my mind away from him. I wanted it to become real. But I know, there’s no way it can ever happen. I was hoping, but I realized that there’s no hope for hoping.
I don’t want to be fooled by the same feeling I carried for years. It’s tiring. It’s fatal.