Highest Rank: #1 IN MIDNIGHTSUNMOVIE Contest. Have you ever envisioned the essence of that person? Yes, the one destined to cross your path. The person who is capable of evoking tears, yet in exchange for fleeting moments of joy, you willingly surre...
Every night, he haunts my dreams—my dream catcher. I know what you are thinking. I'm not crazy; I'm just drowning in disappointment. Aren't you either? In the enchanting world of books and movies, we're spellbound by beautiful romances. Yet, when reality unfolds before us, it stings to recognize that everything is but a tapestry woven with exquisite lies. The allure lies in wanting to hear them, read them, and believe them. Yet, the harsh reality remains: that idyllic romance can only unfold within the confines of a writer's mind. Longing for a love akin to Jack's sacrifice for Rose on the Titanic? It's the epitome of a classic web of beautiful lies.
The echo of February 14th, 2016, reverberates in my mind as vividly as if it were today. Returning from school, I stormed into my room and clutched my favorite pillow, pressing it tightly against my chest. In an unexpected moment, a solitary tear escaped my right eye, landing on the pillow, while my lungs grappled to take a second breath. I wept my heart out, convinced the guy I believed was akin to Peter from The Hunger Games turned out to be more like Freddy Krueger from Nightmare on Elm Street.
On Valentine's Day, he presented the most exquisite flower to a girl who held nothing but disdain for him. What a player... His gaze lingered on me incessantly, and he went as far as confessing his feelings to my friends. Unjust... The irony stung; I initially fell for him because he faced rejection from her. How pitiful...
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On that fateful day, I drifted into slumber, clutching a bottle of pills in my hands. But there he was—no, not the heartless boy I spoke of earlier, but my dream catcher.
He whisked away the nightmares and beckoned me into his realm. "Fear no more, darling. I'll banish your pain and sorrow," he uttered, his fingers entwining with mine. A simple act of holding my hand sent a flush of warmth across my cheeks. "Am I truly so desperate for love?" I pondered silently. Unexpectedly, he mumbled, as though he had tuned into my thoughts: "Don't worry, you're not alone. There are thousands of girls out there just like you, desperately seeking love."
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Hold on, did he just pluck the words from my thoughts? No, it must have slipped from my lips.
"I wouldn't be surprised. I'm curious if they've stumbled upon it," I mused aloud.
