I dreamed of this boy that has been lingering on my mind. I dreamed that maybe he sees me with a different light than others, because I have been seeing him that way. I dreamed that the universe has been giving me clues that I can trace one by one that he really does see me that way through his eyes. I dreamed that this dream that I’ve been dreaming about might not be a dream anymore.
In a dead silent night, I’ve been woken up from my dream. I, once again. Have fallen asleep too deep and flown across my dream too far. The conscious soul filling my empty vase begged to be sent back to it’s unconscious state. I, once again. Forgot that all the memories in my head were just dreams.














