My Boy

Dream

Goodbyes are hard. I love my parents a lot and I feel kinda sad that I'm leaving my family and moving to the city.  As I wave goodbye to my family while I'm in the taxi cab to the airport,I get lost in thought for I don't know how long. Before I get to the airport I grab my journal and pen from my backpack I had since collage ,collage was fun yet terrifying.
After writing down some things I needed to do I arrived to the airport. I boarded the plane and thankfully it's not full and I get to sit alone. What are the odds? I look outside of the window beside me. Clouds, lots and lots of clouds.
I put my earphones on and play some songs and doze off.

Nightmare. My nightmare turned into a...Dream?
My nightmare was about me at my parents house in my room.flashing lights from outside. I'm looking into a mirror and I don't look myself. My hips are wider! I have breasts again! I have long hair! That's not me!
It was me.
Four years ago.
I feel calm.
I'm dreaming now?
I'm in a flower field.
Who's that man?
I know that's not me.
He's really Handsome.
His brown eyes look like sunshine shining through a glass of whiskey.
He's pretty tall.
He's walking up to me.

Wake up.

I bolt up from my nap. That nightmare or dream or whatever. I'm pretty hungry so I order some food.

I can't stop thinking about that dream. Or that man.
"Here's your food,sir." "Thank you!"

How was that peeps? I know it's pretty short. Let me know down below!