The dreams continue

To a Dream Lover

I’m in a room. It’s dark. One spotlight shining right at me, so I can’t see anything but the bright yellow light. I’m scared because I don’t know where I am. Where are you? I’m scared of a monster attacking me with his great strength and taking me down. I’m scared of the unknown, I’m scared of being lonely, I’m scared of missing someone I love. Where are you, ___? No matter what I do, no matter where I am, no matter what dangers I face, all I can think about is you, just you, nobody else but you.

I’m still sitting on a stool with that light shining on me. I look at my hands, I examine them. I look deeply—I look at the hair from my hands, my nails. I slowly rub one hand to another, and I feel roughness. It’s not smooth, like yours—soft, tender, warm. Or at least, that’s how I imagined they’d be like. I don’t know if you’ll like the roughness, I feel ashamed, but I still want you to come. It’s getting warm, the lights getting brighter, and I want you to come now. I’m scared the time’s running out. What if I leave and never see you again? What if we both leave, and you forget me?

It’s cold all of a sudden, and I’m in a large bed. It’s dark, but the moonlight’s shining brightly. I can see the outline of the room—it’s huge. Winds coming through the windows, when I felt a chill. I felt something—it’s you. You’re right behind me and you have your arms wrapped around me as you sleep. Happy can’t begin to describe that feeling I felt when I found out you were next to me. I felt comfort, I felt right at home, it felt like seeing someone I’ve missed for a really long time and finally getting to see them again—holding them. Holding you.

I wake up the next morning, and I see you, ___. There’s still that glow coming from your beautiful face, and I am once again blown away. I spend a good few minutes staring at you, thinking to myself, how’d we get here? How’d you end up liking me? What’d I do right? I desperately search for the answer because I want this dream to be a reality. I wanna hold your hand. I wanna laugh with you, and build wonderful memories with you.

Anonymous