Sweet Dreams

I had a dream last night. It was a wonderful dream. :, This is how is went„,

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It was night and I quickly got out of my mother’s Trooper.  Running up the drive way I ran into the arms of a mocha skinned man with a strong jaw (these were the first things I noticed about him in the dream), with a smile that nothing could wipe off of my face. He picked me up off of the ground and gave me a good squeeze.  Setting me back down he took my hand over to a lawn chair, next to his close friends, in front of the porch to the house.  Sitting down he pulled me into his lap and intertwined our hands as they sat on my knees.  In the dream I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.

My mother comes over to us from the car and sits across from us on the empty side of the pick nick table.  she looks at us and her eyes seemed to say that she didn’t like the fact that he was my boyfriend, my best friend.

The legs beneath me started to move back and forth, and I lent back into his shoulder. I knew that my mom wouldn’t say any thing.  She saw how happy I was with him, and the fact that he absolutely adored me. She wasn’t going to do anything that would mess this up for me. And for once I didn’t care what my mom thought. I loved him and that was all that mattered because I know he loves me back.

Turning around in his lap, I grab his face with both hands and kiss him lightly before wrapping my arms around his neck as he wraps his around my waist.  Looking into his eyes I knew that Taylor was the one for me.

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I woke up the most disappointed I’ve ever been. I had thought that the dream was real, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since. It’s been on my mind all day, and I can’t help but wonder if I’ll ever have the feelings in the dream for real one day.  Because that Is all that I ask for <3