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Sleeping is often a form of escapism for most people where they tuck themsleves inside shells to hide away from the world mundane and repetitive the same song and rhyme stuck on an endless loop.You like sleeping not for the sole reason for you to rejuvenate your body. But it enables you to slip away to your land of dreams where you can meet the man of your dreams.
His eyes reselmbling break of dawn those fiery golden hues so utterly and helplessy alluring. It was a long day of school so you slowly adrift to sleep.
You would always see a certian pudding head boy his presence as warm and comforting as the sun. You two would indulge yoursleves in each others company.
He was completing his sentence while he was trying to complete the level pounding his fingers aggrrssively against the controller and frowns noticing you slowly fade away.
"Is it that type of time again?" He said with a somber look of expression plasterd on his face.
"I'm afraid so but this isn't fair I want to stay here with you"
He placed his hand against your transparent cheeks.
"I know but you know it doesn't work that way.." he stared are you deeply with his amber hues his expression soft and comforting as the autnum mor'n with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
"I always forget what you look like.. when I wake up..I only remember your golden eyes.." you trailed off quietly
"That's why I'll be here waiting for you".
"Always?"
Always
With that you faded against his touch
Two people opening their eyes at the same time two of them feeling empty all at once.
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