The Dream Where We Met Even Though We Were Far Away

The Dream Where We Met Even Though We Were Far Away

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Based on a true Story. An extraordinary dream I once experienced - maybe it was a delusional dream; this story is for her. She was the heart of that dream, the warmth behind every moment... Once she was the listener of my dreams, but sadly, she's no longer with me. Still, I write because I miss her a lot... Because some dreams are too vivid to fade, and some loves too deep to forget... but my love for her never fades.. In a place where time felt slower, and the sky whispered, I met you wrapped in a scarf, smiling like a secret I'd waited a lifetime to find. Though we were far apart in the real world, in this dream, we were side by side sharing warmth, giggles, little kisses, and quiet love. It wasn't just a dream. It felt like our hearts crossed miles to find each other, if only for a night. And maybe... just maybe... dreams know the truth before we do.
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