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 ! .