Seeing nothing but stars right now.

This one is still stuck in my head even though i can't remember alot of it.

It's the kind of dream you remember subconsciously but when trying to recall more about it, the only thing you can dig up is the feelings and the fact you really and truly hate that you had to wake up.

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I remember the basics. I was in a building that was familiar and yet i have never visited conscious.

There was a woman there, a woman i know personally.

She has me curious in waking hours and nervous in this moment.

I knew her face, and in all my dreams this is the only person to be so so very close to her real image, not just a face my subconscious tells me i know, or similar yet completely different. Her face was HER face.

This is the first time i've dreamed of her, at least as the main focus, i think i may recall her being in the background of a dream a few weeks ago.


She comes towards me, sweet and lovely, just as she is.

I cannot recall our conversations, or the moments without her through the dream, but i do know we were together.

Not just in the sense of area this dream took place but also we were a couple. An early couple. I do think we began in this dream actually. I know that it was early because i was still very awkward and shy.

She on the other hand oozed confidence and a courage i've only ever read about.

The kisses were real, as real as my mind made them at least, and there was no drama about if we wanted to be together or a third wheel. No no she was all for me and i all for her.

There were small fights here and there, i do believe it involved her family which i think either didn't approve of me or didn't approve of her sexuality (completely unknown to me outside of this dream by the way).

The fights set us apart. I mean that literally, she'd be there one second and the next i'd have to find her again. And when i did, all was forgiven in a heart beat.

She was so very beautiful, and i knew somewhere deep down this could not be real, she would never choose me, although i wish/wished.

I became aware of my dream and i think that is why i remember the dream, and also forget the dream.

The feeling of utter happiness is still in me, simply because we were. We just.. were.

I also still have a feeling of awe and wonder.. How could something so wonderful ever happen to me? How could my mind cook that up when i feel i would never deserve such a thing in the first place?

If there was one thing, in all my dreams, that i could pull out and place into reality, it would be that instant, when she decided to walk up to me with clear intention, and that huge amount of courage i pulled from nowhere to voice that intention i saw. If i could, i do believe.. I want to believe that such a love and a happiness would begin all over again.