Love Is A Dream

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
A life consumed by a paradox.

Submitted: June 01, 2013

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I was never smooth with the ladies. Always found them to be a tough bunch. They were hard to crack, to solve. Just like the rubrics cube. I had a few girls approach me in my life but I was scared. I was afraid of their reaction to my response. I was afraid of what they would do when they found out I wasn't 'that guy'. Although I wasn't gay, I was still scared. Dealing with girls, I believed, took expertise. It took courage and wit. I believed I didn't have that and I assume or I'm pretty sure that is why I dream of fantasies that will probably never happen. Fantasies that people would laugh at. I believed this all to be true. I believed it until I met Valerie.
Valerie was the most glamorous person I've seen. The most wonderful, amazing and the most beautiful creature I've come across. Valerie was Valerie. At that moment in time, that moment in space I could feel my heart beat so hard. I could feel it almost ripping out my chest. She was beautiful. Her ocean-like blue eyes pierced my soul when our eyes met and she smiled. A girl smiled at me! I felt this to be the most miraculous moment of my life. I smiled back and walked to her. As I was walking I started to doubt myself. I started to question myself. Will she like me? Will she like the way I talk? I better not ruin this for myself I thought. Slowly I approached her and when I felt we were close enough she came closer, embraced me then kissed me. She kissed a poor boy from the apartments an addict would live in. She kissed a boy who had no courage in his miserable life to talk to a girl. She kissed me like it was the last kiss, but I knee it was only the first. The first of many to come in the years to come.
 

As I slide my hand down her back I notice her skin is so smooth. I can feel the goosebumps rise as I go further down her back and I remove my hand from her back as I stop cuddling her. I stand up and proceed to put on my clothes. Suddenly I feel both her hands press against my chest and instantly I'm back on the bed facing her. She looks at me in the eye and smiles. I smile back at her and I realize that the most beautiful woman is here in front of me, smiling. She looks down shyly. I put my finger under her chin and raise her head so I can look at her one last time. Slowly, I move closer to her. I hold the back of her head and lean in. Our lips touch and we kiss. A slow, sweet kiss that seems to last forever. I've never felt this much in love. I don't want to let go. I don't want to leave. I'm like an addict hooked on some dopamine. But I guess that's a positive thing since I'm only dreaming. Maybe that's why I hate dreams because my dream is a paradox.


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