I fell in love in my dream.
I haven't had a dream where I truly felt love since I was a kid.
It was so pure, the feeling.
She had red hair and a spiteful personality.
She could make me laugh just by the mutter of a word.
I didn't like her at first and I didn't care for what we were.
And in that time I wasn't scared of speaking to her. I wasn't afraid of being an ass. I wasn't anxious as all hell.
I just enjoyed being around her.
We began spending more and more time together as the days went by.
I remember trying to grasp her hand for the first time.
I wasn't sure of how she felt but I felt like it was the right thing to do.
My advance made me swallow my heart. I was feeling the most unbearable crippling fear as I reached over to her.
But as I raised my arm, she quickly stepped into my reach letting my arm slide around her. She rested her head on my shoulder while holding me as we walked.
God that feeling.
I didn't even know if we were similar or held the same interest and views, but there was this connection that was so binding. Something so strong that it didn't matter who we were or what we thought, we were in love. We would go through great lengths for one another and sacrifice it all just to have this feeling.
I'll find you one day.
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