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A Sweet Dream

Short story By: Foxx Mann

A dream I had and the depression I felt afterwards

Submitted:Sep 5, 2012    Reads: 54    Comments: 5    Likes: 2   

I laid on my back, your hand on my chest, I smiled, this isn't the most romantic spot but we won't be bugged. I kissed your lips, smiling seeing you, smiling, but with a look of worry in your eyes, I paid it no attention, all that mattered was here, and now, it was snowing now, I could see it outside of the pavilion, you love snow, but you love the rain more, right? You got me to my feet, I reluctantly stood and walked into the snow, your dark blonde hair catching the flakes so beautifully. I stood back, taking in the sight, you are so gorgeous, I stepped closer and wrapped my arms around your waist, you kissed me again, then we stood, spinning. After a few minutes we fell into the snow. We were laying there for several minutes, kissing and holding eachother, you on top of me, never speaking, no amount of words could capture the moment correctly. Then I feel you pulled from my arms, and I'm pulled to my feet and we are taken away from eachother, each screaming, but there is no sound here. I sit straight up, looking for you, but this was a dream, I sit, my head in my hands sobbing that being the man I am I can't see you and tell you how I feel, how I long to be in your arms and have you in mine, days go by, soon we will graduate, and I'll never see you again. Short? I'm sorry, I needed to upload that. I had that dream tonight, and I've been crying since I woke up.


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