This night, i woke up around 2:30 am, i was thirsty, but i wasn't tired of waking up this early. It was odd, but I was comfortable, even though i was going back to school and I wanted to stay awake as long as possible, reading fanfictions and scrolling a little on Instagram, I felt pretty calm, usually I feel a bit sad or even disappointed knowing that my break was over.
It was around 4:30 am, i could see the light of the sun starting to rise outside my window, my eyes were starting to feel a little heavy since i was getting bored of staying on my phone. Then so i decided to fall asleep again.
In my restless and strange dreams, I saw a boy, probably one or two years older than me.
I know, it's not the first time I've seen him, it was... Weird, yet not bad.. I'm pretty sure we were in a living room, a living room that looked a little too much like mine, but for some reason, it wasn't, i think... I'm afraid i forgot a lot of details, but the walls were white, Sunlight was streaming through the open window, i was sitting on a couch, next to him, a little too close to consider us "just friends".
One thing i know there was other people on the big couch, but there weren't close to me as he was. I'm not sure what we we're doing exactly, he was often peeking at me, smiling I think he was playing something? People were talking around us, but i was only focused on him.
I want to know his name, if he even has one. Oh, he was really handsome, he made me feel warm inside of my poor heart. His appearance is blurry now, but i remember him having a perfect haircut, his hair length fell on his ears, it wasn't too short, nor too long, his hair color was a perfect hazelnut brown color, as I like to call it, it wasn't too light nor too dark.
His eyes.. so pretty eyes, so comforting, even if i can't remember the color of his beautiful organ of sight, it was shining, sparkling, for me it's a way of saying one thousand words at the same time, a way to express the most precious sentences.
I'm here..
I am with you..
I'm alive and happy..♡
His smile was very pretty, and I'm saying this because it sounds so innocent, he had such a pure and genuine smile, everytime he looked at me with a mischievous smile.
The moment with had together was strange, but still pure and gentle there was no sexual tension or anything intimate. I remember he had no shirt on and our shoulders were touching the whole time. His skin was a beautiful beige, and soft color, his chest looked so touchable..
But even though the moment was magical, there was a thing in me that feared something. Even if looked mesmerizing, like an angel, it was hard to trust this man, even in a dream, I can't explain why.
It's hard to decide if he's trustworthy or not, i just hoped that he wouldn't be mean. When i woke up, i wanted to stay in my dream.
I know he's mischievous, could he hide a imp personality, with his angel smile? Was his smile really genuine? So many questions, so little answers.
I just keep asking myself questions, this dream is going to occupy my mind for probably a long time.
I just hope to see him, once again.
