Dreams So Real (3)

It is true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.

It still amazes me that I lie here in the dark, praying, to be my dream for tonight. If you asked me how I am doing I would say just fine but the truth is, not a day goes by that I don't think of you.

I have been left behind before, I can deal. Moving on doesn't scare me, what scares me is that somewhere along the road I will realize that this fantasy was my life. When and how have you become so dear ?

I never had a chance to say goodbye... you just disappeared, broke the promise of being my ever lasting dream and turned me into a helpless, sleepless and vulnerable person...

Goodbye my dream....

Dreams So Real (2)

This time, it is different, he is not coming back, he won't visit my dreams. He left once for three nights but he was there, he sent me a whisper, " the weekend was tiring, I wanna go home tomorrow night and visit your dream". I still remember that night, he told me that he was becoming crazy about me, i woke up the next morning hopping up and down.

There are some people who live in a dream world, and there are some who face reality; and then there are those who turn one into the other.

I turned the dream into reality, That was when we met ! after one hundred and seven nights. He was just as I imagined him to be and even more; his eyes were kind, he was quite and funny. we walked home, I can picture his hands holding mine, as we crossed the road. He waved good bye with a lovely smile that promised me a life that is full of happiness. " see you soon " he winked.

Dreams So Real (1)

she sipped a spoonful of coffee and looked into my eyes. " what is wrong with you dear ? " she wanted to know.

" I used to have a dream for the last five months. "

" was it a nightmare ? "

" No, It was the most lovely dream I ever had"

" what makes you so sad ?"

" I am not having it any more... "

she put down her cup. " do you want to talk about it ?" she asked Curiously. "I used to talk to someone in my dreams every day, he had a warm voice, an affectionate whisper and the most captivating laughter... getting closer to him was the journey I never wanted to end.. knowing how he had felt satisfied me.. making him laugh made me the happiest girl on earth. he used to tell me about his friends whom I never met too, I was there on his way to work, I sat next to him whenever he drove to the beach, I lied on his warm narrow bed with his hand holding mine the way I like every single night." I sighed.

she stared for a second, she called the waiter and ordered a lemonade, It was for me. I looked nervous and I think that scared her a little.

"one day you are going to explain to me how can you miss someone you never actually met" he said on my 18th dream ! .