A Kiss For Every Lifetime

Part 1: Dream

I had another dream...

I was in a ball, of sorts. Their were many people everywhere, all wearing the best attire they can have.

I once again saw a replica of myself. She had wore something different this time but still priceless as it can be. The dress she was wearing was the most beautiful and eye catching amongst all I have ever seen in the room. It was red as my blood and slightly shining. Priceless gems hang from the fabric and I wonder to myself, how in the world was she able to wear that dress without any sign of struggle.

The dress was surely heavy. The skirt was wide that it had some few fabrics dragged behind her as she walked. The dress was very formal and fashionable at the same time. The sleeves were slightly puffed up and goes tight as it travels towards her fingers. Her shoulders were slightly exposed but it was tight and filled with golden laces.

My replica wore a big diamond necklace that catches every eyes in the room. She matched it perfectly with a pair of small cut diamond earrings that was clear as water.

I followed my replica as she slip in the crowd like nothing. She was heading towards a door in the corner which I suspect, leads out to the balcony.

Nobody noticed her disappear but I certainly noticed a man following her out. I rush out to where she and the man disappeared and I found myself staring at my replica gazing upon the man's face with so much admiration that I can't help but gag.

The man was the same man that I saw in my previous dream but this time, his face was much more defined and mature. My replica has her hands around the man's shoulders and the man's on her waist as they swayed under the moonlight in sync with the soft melodic music coming from inside the ballroom.

"I missed you," I heard the man said and my replica turned red but she smiled nonetheless. My replica pulled the man close to her and she giggled.

'Why the hell did she giggle? That's just disgusting' I thought and stared at the both of them. The music had stopped but they still danced with passion. The man started to hum a tune and my replica sung a song that matched his tune.

I grimaced when the man dipped her and buried his face in her neck which made her giggle. I felt a sudden rush in me and I shuddered involuntarily.

The man pulled them both up gently and they finished their dance with a small bow. My replica threw herself on the man's arms and I felt my heart flip in my chest erratically. The man laughed and wrap his arms around my replica and they stayed like that for a good three minutes.

I close my eyes to get rid of the sudden nausea but when I open them once again, I found myself staring in the man's face and my arms around him, lost in the depths of his eyes.

Those eyes...