The Man in My Dreams

It was a rare occurrence indeed for me to be acquainted with someone I have never met in my dreams, the life where I live when I am unconscious.

It was a startling discovery for me to be with someone I have never met in real life.

I thought that I was getting mad but given in the circumstance, maybe all I need is a romance in my life in which I happened to not achieve for quite some time now. I guess the person who is meant to be my lifetime companion is still around the corner unconscious by our fate about meeting in the future or might as well we've already met without realizing our story that would unfold in the future.

Well, you may be lost for what I am blabbering here and an explanation seems to be in order as I tell my story.

I met someone in my dreams and I cannot confirm if that person became acquainted with me in reality. It was not as I seem to know or understand in a certain perspective as well as my being unconscious would mix everything from the bits of my reality into my wild and never ending imagination.

I would start my story here to where everything would unfold.

It was fairly a normal night and after preparing myself for bed and praying, I closed my eyes and thought of different perfect moments before I sleep. I am much more different from any of the others, I found it rather difficult to fall asleep since I am dealing with a lot of stress and suffering insomnia for a few days. But, it was quite surprised that I was already fast asleep before I even know it.

The dreams came much more unexpected than I thought. It was different in every inch of it. I am in a place I am familiar with yet I am with a person I have never met in my entire life.

"It's nice to see you again." He said. A smile forming in his lips. "I have been waiting to meet you again and it is a great chance to finally see you again."

I smiled even though I ask myself about him. I feel as though I am already familiar and yet acquainted with him before.

We were in a blurry venue but I feel at ease and comfortable by his presence, not knowing whether it was because of the fact that I haven't realized that I am dreaming or because I realized that I am.

Everyone seems to be happy with our state, with us holding hands and acting like a couple out in the world to see. I genuinely felt happy and I have mistaken it for the briefest moment to be my reality.

He squeezed my hand gently and looked at me in the eye with his dark orbs whispering things only my heart can decipher. "It was nice meeting you again." He said in a tone of farewell.

I looked at him, bewildered. "Will we meet again?"

"Maybe, if one day, you will remember me again in your own unconscious thought." He answered. "It was a surprise to actually see you. I mean, I never have realized that I have this chance to meet you and I hope one day we'll meet again soon."

"Have we met before?" I asked. "I can't remember meeting you before."

"We did."

"When?"

He sighed, sadly. "I cannot answer that."

"Why?"

"Because if you cannot remember then I cannot help you with your memory either." He pursed his lips. "A trait which I cannot have."

"A trait of what exactly?"

"Nothing."

I looked at him troubled and confused by his words< not knowing how to react with his predicaments.

"It's time for you to wake up." He said.

"Wake up?"

"Yes, wake up."

My eyes then fluttered open as the morning light shines brightly. I yawned and look around only to find myself in the comforts of my dear room. I stretched my arms and took a deep breath, feeling warmth and comfort around me. It have been a very long time since I slept peacefully and I know I had a dream but I kind forgot what it is all about..

I guess, dreams are meant to stay where they ought to be, in our unconscious thought.

(Credit to the rightful owner of the art below. The photo is not mine.)