Every night in my dreams I saw him. He was always there and not once did he miss a night. We'd meet and he'd always call me Princess. I insisted on him to call me Dawn but he wouldn't have it. This all began since I was 10. First it was friendly, almost brotherly love. However it soon became more and we began loving eachother more intimately. After my 16th birthday his words changed. He promised to see me when I was 18. My dream boy, promising that he was real. Saying he was going to save me and take me to my home. That I had a place and he had a duty. Sometimes he'd tell me when shouldn't be together. I didn't understand it then, he was just a dream, a dream who I was happy with. A dream that knocked on my door one day and changed my life forever NOTE: None of the pictures in here are mine, I usually google them.