I almost kissed him.
214 times it seemed.
But everytime I came even as close as an inch.
My brain seemed to tell myself in the dream to blink.
And then he was gone.I had never seen him before. He was tall, beautiful. People that look like that don't exist in my bubble of the world.
He always told me he needed me.
I needed him too.
But I don't know if he's real.
Or if he's just something my mind made up.I started to sketch him.
I had too clear of a memory of him to forget.
So I put him on paper.I finished him.
He looked so beautiful even on paper in smudged pencil.It was a small town, so I went around to see if anyone had seen him before.
The first place I stumbled upon was a small food mart.
I stopped everyone I could find.
And then the very last person I found knew exactly who he was.
The emotion was clear in his voice.
"Um y-yeah. That's that's Luke his name is Luke." he said, voice cracking.
"Does he live here?" I asked. I really don't know what I would do if he did live here. "Oh by the way I dream about you." Yeah no I wouldn't know how to confront him.
"He died. In April." he said.
It was September.
He died? I'm dreaming about a freaking dead person? How messed up does that sound?
My heart sunk.
"W-Why what happened to him?" I asked.
"Some say he killed himself. Some say he was killed. No one really knows." He explained.
Confused, I responded with an 'ok thanks' and immediately ran out.
I walked in my front door and ran up to my bedroom.
I had to find out about him he can't be dead I need to know him I need him to be alive so he can need me.
I opened my bedroom door.
And Luke was sitting on my bed.
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Fanfictionl.h. "everytime I blink, he's gone." not your typical love junk. :))