My dreams are so ironic. They'll be depressing when I'm happy and at times when I'm the saddest I'll have a dream from which I never want to wake up. I read in Shantaram that a dream is a place where a wish and a fear meet.
I dreamt that he was saying I love you to me.
Over and over again.
I remember him typing it, I love you Shiromi. I love you, I love you, I love you.
And then he called me and said it until I wept with tears of joy and happiness.
It made up for all the nightmares I've ever had. The sheer unachievability of it and yet, how real it felt.
If only I could have lived in my dream forever.
If only.
I dreamt that he was saying I love you to me.
Over and over again.
I remember him typing it, I love you Shiromi. I love you, I love you, I love you.
And then he called me and said it until I wept with tears of joy and happiness.
It made up for all the nightmares I've ever had. The sheer unachievability of it and yet, how real it felt.
If only I could have lived in my dream forever.
If only.
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