A Dream-Like Reality

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
A very real love. A very real fear of being rejected. A dream suspended in air.

Submitted: November 13, 2013

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Our warm breath came pouring out into the air. It was so cold, I couldn't believe we still went for a run in this weather. I was bundled up in his sweatshirt, but the cold ate away at my legs through my thin yoga pants. He nudged me as we started to walk another lap around the track. His blue beanie covered his forehead and ears, but his ruddy cheeks and pink nose showed how bitter the wind really was. Maybe for the first time in my life, I didn't really care what I looked like. I wasn't wondering if my hair was matted to my forehead or if my makeup had worn off. I was immersed in his voice, completely surrounded by everything about him. We walked side-by-side, our sides almost touching... But not quite. We talked about everything, there was no hesitation or bare moments where neither of us knew what to say. Our conversation was completely liquid. Flowing easily and continuously. I was in awe of him. So perfectly imperfect; he fit in everywhere. He just couldn't help it. He was so natural, he simply understood everything. He was so easy to talk to. And when everything was over, when I was laying in my warm soft bed later that night, everything seemed like a dream. And suddenly I was scared. Because dreams eventually float away. But some small, hopeful part of me thought "But sometimes, not often, dreams come true."


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