The Dream

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We were sitting on a bench, waiting for a bus that we both knew wasn't going to come. I looked to my right and there she was.
She had long, black hair that covered her ears, and smooth tan skin, her arms had multiple scars (from a young puppy) that made her look like a badass despite that she was completely and adorably cute. She had beautiful brown eyes that seemed to see everything around her. Her eyebrows were perfectly shaped, and her chin came to a cute little curve.
She sat with her head four inches below mine (when we were both standing she was six inches shorter), though she had a personality that towered above anyone else's, she loved anime and anything made by Rooster Teeth.
She wore blue jeans that showed off the curve of her legs, and a light blue shirt under a red/magenta sweater that had a design on the front, she had galaxy coloured flats on her small feet.
We sat there, her leaning against me, and waited. Eventually I moved my arms around her shoulders and she moved hers around my back, her hand touching the side of my chest on the other side, and we sat there cuddling, for what seemed like just a moment but what was actually forever.
We both wanted to stay there longer but we knew we couldn't. So we sat there wanting to stay even as I woke up, and I tried to force myself back to sleep, my eyes watering as I was pulled away from her by consciousness.

That's it. I woke up. Of course I've had many more dreams about her, but I don't remember them well enough to Write them out completely.

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