oh dear, i dreamt of you last night it was more than perfect. we saw each other in a movie theatre, you with a friend and I with him. in a sea of people, you caught my eye and my heart skipped a beat upon the sight of you. you smiled because you knew it was me and that caused a million butterflies in my stomach. oh that smile. i was in a dilemma, were you just smiling at me to be polite ? did you actually remember me ? would you want to talk to me ? but i approached you anyway although i was scared. "Shaun?" and your smile grew bigger, reminding me of how much i depended on that smile to complete my day. "Erin." oh the way you said my name, as the words escaped your lips, it was perfect. you are perfect. i heaved a sigh of relief, you remembered me, you knew me. and oh dear, i was so happy. we started talking, just small talk and decided that we should drink coffee sometime, to catch up. i don't even know if you like coffee, or even drink coffee, all i knew was that i wanted to see you again. — — we were in a room, dimly lit and the walls were green. your favourite colour. you pulled a shoe box from beneath the bed and poured out its contents on the bed i was sitting on. there were bundles of letters, little notes, and a gift with it's wrappings torn and almost revealing what was inside. you opened the letters and handed them to me, instructing me to only read them when you weren't around. you said you wrote them for me but never got the chance to give them. i caught a glimpse of what the letters contained, scribbled words, some were neatly written, a poem, and a confession. on the bottom of every page said "i love you" or "i still love you". i looked up at you, towering over me and blocking the light, making it especially difficult to scan through anymore of the letters. and then you bent down and kissed me. it was soft and slow and sweet. i knew i was only dreaming but it felt real. you caressed my right cheek with the softness of your palms and we continued to kiss. the most innocent and sweetest kiss ever. exactly the way i imagined how i would kiss someone i was undeniably in love with. The End. that is by far the best dream ive had this year. not because we kissed, but because i got to see you again. even in a subconscious state, everything felt so real and vivid. as if it was a memory and not a dream.
