"So," I started, voice cracking as the realization hit me like a wave. There was a slight tremble in my hands as all the memories I had shared with Dream reeled back into my mind. "You're not real. You're a figment of my imagination. I made you up and I didn't even know."
"Precisely," Dream responded. Tears glistened in my eyes and blurred my vision. I could physically feel my heart slowly shattering inside of me. It was painful. I was in love with somebody my own mind made up, and no one would ever meet him. No one would get the blessing of sharing memories with him, and no one, not even me, would ever see his perfect face.
"Not even when we stargazed in a field, or had a picnic on the top of the hill?" I asked. I knew what the answer was going to be, but I needed to hear it from him. I sniffled, and knew that I wouldn't be able to contain the tears for much longer. Deep down I knew this would happen; I knew none of this was real. It had all been to good to be true, so I ignored my gut feeling and doubts.
"None of it really happened," He said with a frown in his voice. It was then that my heart completely shattered. It felt like it was pulled straight out of my chest. I felt like I was drowning, struggling to find my breath. Pain is all I felt. The first of many tears finally made it past my eyelids and pooled on my chin before dropping to the ground. I smiled.
"This is so stupid," I said as my small smile shook. More tears made it down my face, but I just ignored them. "Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!" My voice died out as my body trembled and sobs took hold of my voice. I couldn't breath and my knees started to feel weak. I fell to the ground and everything went black.
"I love you," Dream said softly before my world disappeared. I cried harder.
The ground beneath me felt soft as I opened my eyes. My whole being shook with sobs as I recalled what happened in my dream. He'd been fake. The boy I loved, just a thought that my brain pulled together while I was sleeping. He'd said that he loved me too. Of course he did; he was my own creation. As I laid in my bed recalling the memories I had made over the past month or so, one thought sprang to mind. Would I ever see him again?
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Telescope ~ Dreamnotfound
Fanfictionlone·li·ness /ˈlōnlēnəs/ noun sadness because one has no friends or company. "feelings of depression and loneliness" George is lonely and without friends until someone finds their way into his dreams. ~Dreamnotfound Inspired by Telescope by Cavetown.
