Tears ran down my cheeks as it all became clear to me. He is real. I must find him. I ran across town with tears burning through my eyes. I screamed out for him.
"Please! Tell me where you are!"
There was no answer and as the day dragged on I began to lose hope. There were only so many places I could check. My breath quickened as did my pace. The wind blew through my silk hair as I searched.
I called for him. Yearned to see his smiling face again. Wanting to hear his beautiful voice hum through my ears. Alas, it became night. The ground cooled, and I stopped. I knelt down on the ground and began to think aloud.
"If only I wasn't so stupid. I know I hurt you. If only I could take my harsh words back, then we wouldn't be in this mess. Why did I do this? You may not feel the same way as I feel about you, and I realize that's okay. I just want to see you again, even if it has to be the last time I can. I need you in my life. I need answers. Why did I say the things I did back there..? Why?"
My words trailed off as my eyes got heavy. I wiped the cold tears from my eyes and stood back up. Hopeless, I turned around to head back home only to find him standing there. I ran up to him and hugged him tightly.
"I.. I'm so sorry." I whispered.
He hugged back and smiled, comforting me.
"Listen," I began. "I need to tell you. I am a real person who is sleeping right now. This is my dream. I have a normal life. I go to school, but I can't await to see you every time I drift off into a deep slumber. You are the light in my life, even if you're not real... but that's the thing.. you're not real, right?"
He stared at me with his mouth hanging open. He began to speak. "Y-you're real? This is going to sound crazy, but this is my dream, not yours. I made you up and I can never seem to stop dreaming of you. I'm just a teen who is going through so much right now. My parents fight so often, there is no joy in my life. And so I sleep it off."
We backed away from each other.
"Just who are you?" I asked.
"I'm Adam. I'm turning 18 soon, and when I do, I'm out of here. I'm leaving my awful abusive home behind and heading out to start anew."
The night went on and we both exchanged a lot about ourselves. We exchanged addresses and planned to meet someday, no matter how long it would take.
