Death by Lightning
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Last published Wed, Jan 23, 2013
Dreams are just movies that you watch when you are asleep. They are nothing more than our wildest imagination, our deepest desire. They're not real, they are just fantasy.
Jamil Styles used to think about dreams that way but, now it's different when the moment of his life begins to turn around. The moment when your heart beats double-time, the temperature in your body heats up when the butterflies in your stomach turns into bats or parrots. Yes, big squawking parrots, that tries to burst out out of your stomach with their bright colourful feathers and their high IQ's.
With a skip of a beat everything stop, your heart stop beating, your body stop moving and those parrots stop squawking. Time stops even in the most chaotic places. Time just stops.
Time stop for you, just for you, so that your eyes, your mind and your heart could just focus on that one person, that special person that made this moment possible, well I'm having that moment now, frozen in time with the indescribable feeling of warmth in the summer and the sweetness of a candy. I just can't believe that, that special person was in front of me the whole time.
He was the one that I met. The one that I feel in my dream. That dream, NO! it can't be that dream, not that dream but could it be that we're destined to be together.
Are we destined to be together?
Are we lovers?
The pair that was made in heaven?
Why?
If this is true. If this is what true love is then I'm scared, I'm shaking cause I'm not falling for a normal person. I'm falling for the Lightning.
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