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Close my eyes just to look at you,
Taken by the seamless vision.
I close my eyes, ignore the smoke,
Ignore the smoke,
Ignore the smoke...
Call an optimist, she's turning blue,
Such a lovely color for you.
Call an optimist, she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you.
A Perfect Circle - Blue
Alright, the title is true. This is about a dream. The best one I've had in sixteen years.
And it pisses me off because it was only a dream.
Here's how it happened.
I forgot what we were doing at the beginning, but I know it started with me taking a bike ride up the street, and coming back at night to find some guy trying to burn my house down and kill my family, but we kicked his a** and moved on.
In celebration, I guess, we decided to visit this place. There were other people there too. It ended up turning into a scavenger hunt. The place was castle-like, but pretty awesome. I ended up walking into one room, it looked like a bedroom to me, trying to find...something...but I didn't find it, so I started to walk out of the room...
And she appeared. Right ******** there. Apparently trying to find the same thing I was.
My first reaction was simply, "HOLY s**t!"...then everything just froze.
Description, and the best way I can put how ******** beautiful this girl was...
Until I get a related picture, since I know who she resembled, she had long, light-blue-purple hair (if you can picture that), and eyes of a different color, but it matched perfectly, a very cute face, and she stood at about two inches shorter than me. (5'9" wink
Alright, picture related...she resembled this girl:
A little different, but eh, same basic stuff.
You can probably see in the picture that she has purple hair. Yeah, missed that detail. The hair's different. As I said, resembled. And she had a face. One that I can't even begin to describe. All I can say is it was beyond awesome.
The rest of the dream was just like normal life, only she was there with me. A few weeks passed in my dream, and I wish it could have been more. It was the best few "weeks" of my life. Towards the end it just kinda spun out of control slightly.
Towards the end of the dream, we ended up in a...figure skating competition...?
I was questioning it the entire time, and we apparently got second. Strange. The people that won were a blonde guy and another girl that was almost as beautiful as the one I was with, and she had brown hair.
The last thing I remember in the dream is this: We were saying goodbye, don't know why, since we had some kinda plan to do something that day, but I went along with it.
My thoughts in the dream: "Alright, bye. I won't forget you. I l--wait a minute, what the f--"
And I woke up.
I couldn't believe it. I lost her.
That moment was the closest I've ever come to crying in almost four years. I still can't get over it. At times it seems as if my voice just won't work. I want to have the dream again, at least one more time, and I want to believe she was somewhat real, but I can't. And it makes me cry because I know it's never going to happen.
It makes me cry.
 TooHyphy · Mon Mar 03, 2008 @ 01:30pm · 1 Comments |
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