Once when I was about 9 or 10, I had this dream of this red haired girl. It was a purely innocent and playful dream that felt so real and before I knew what was what, it was over. Some years later, I saw her again in a dream, all grown up like me as though she was a real person somewhere in the world. Even though we would be too old for high school by this time, there we were… and we decided to be a bit grown up this time around. I pretended to drop my pen and she pretended to help me pick it up. We both snuck in a kiss that lasted longer than it should have and all I could remember is hearing “Oh my God!” when the teacher caught us. After that I woke up.
Makes me wonder if she’s real and really out there. Maybe I’ve waited to long and she’s gone forever.
