A Dream

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
The night after I had this dream, I kept thinking about it and could not sleep; so I decided to edit it a little from my memory and wrote it as a story...enjoy!

Submitted: May 13, 2013

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I see her clear as day. She has long, flowing blonde hair; her skin is smooth, flawless, and beautiful. Her eyes are a deep, seducing, dark blue. Her lips are very soft and welcoming. Her breasts appear very round and firm; and her body is irresistible. She is breath-taking.

I am chasing her. I'm chasing her for a long period of time. She is running. She looks back, gives me a very flirtatious smile, one that somehow suggests that she wants me to catch her. She starts giggling then turns around and continues to run. I see her every move and copy it, making sure I don't lose track of her beautiful body.

Finally, I catch her. I hold her body tight against mine and look deep into her eyes. I have never met her before but I am uncontrollably attracted to her, and I can see she feels the same for me. We stare at each other in complete silence. Silence and darkness surrounds us. The only light is the one shining on us from overhead, and the only sound is our own hearts, pounding nervously in our chests. After a moment or two, we lean toward the other very slowly until our lips meet. It was and earth-shattering kiss. I felt as though I would not be able to survive without her.

Suddenly, everything goes dark. When light returns, I am around a group of women. I turn to the one that is most familiar to me, Maria, and I wrap my arms tightly around her as if to never let go. Maria is the blonde that I had chased and kissed earlier. She looked at me, smiled, and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm not your girlfriend," then she sarcastically added, "But maybe I could be if you want." She started to laugh as soon as she finished the sentence. My heart dropped, I couldn't believe her. She pointed out another woman who was attractive but nothing like Maria. Maria said,"She's your girlfriend, if you've forgotten." To make myself not seem insane or foolish I agreed with her that the woman she pointed out is my girlfriend and then apologized to Maria for mistaking her as my "girlfriend."

She began to leave. As she walked farther and farther from me, I felt my heart drop into my gut, tears began to fill my eyes, and one short sentence came to my lips but never escaped: "But I love you, Maria."


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