Dream's.

A month passed over and it didn't even seem so. We even exchanged our numbers and now would talk for hours on call. Everything that we went through the day was shared and we even made plans to catch up someday, but none of them succeeded. And then on one random night , I experienced a weird yet blissful thing; I saw her in one of my dream. I thought it to be just a mere REM hallucination of my mind. Few nights later I saw her again in my dream, but this time the feelings and emotions attached in this dreams felt very different than the common ones. It all felt very real, it was unfathomable to make out what I was feeling in that dream. the surrounding was hazy and fogyish, I somehow went near her nervously and waved a hello gesture. She just glared at me for a while, which grew me even more concerned about what I was into.

"So, we finally met." she said looking right into my eyes.

What in the world was happening. Dreams never seemed so real to me. I could not even think of what I should be saying, was she really here in my dream and she was aware too that we were in a dream. My mind felt being in a grinder where my every assumption were grinded trying to figure out the what was going on.

She kept staring at me waiting for my response. It was a dream, and more to this...it was my dream. I regained a bit of my consciousness and replied, "Yeah, we did. But dreams aren't real, What about meeting in the real world ?".

"Its still time for us to meet, first just live this reveries, for this is more magical than reality." She chuckled looking away from me.

She already had my heart and now she stole my soul. My mind thought of this dream like a supernatural power of mine or either hers. Amazed by this dream, and rather than replying anything I just gave a smile surrendering myself to that dream further. We walked across nothing but fog around us carrying the conversation just like we did normally on calls. As we rambled, the fog suddenly started to get dense and soon it was hard for me to even see her; her voice faded into darkness, and I woke up. An idiotic smile laid over my face, blushing like a fool as if my dream was on repeat mode in my head. But my thoughts drifted on another big thing to be thought about: what if she saw was really in my dream ? What if it was her mystic secret to communicate with anyone through dreams ?  It seemed totally foolish and it really was after all, but my heart was leaning on that dream like a piece of cake. However I settled down my feelings. It was just a dream I said to myself, even if my heart wished for more.

Like normal human being I locked this dream in my heart, to cherish those moments till infinity. Desires raised even more by passing days, eagerness was raging to know if she knew anything about the dream I saw her. But it got more complicated than it was. I saw her again in my dream, but this time it felt more casual. As if it was normal to see each and talk with each other in dreams, though I never discussed about it to her, nor she did if she too was aware about it.

It was so much more for me to digest my thoughts, being with her in dreams was now about almost every night. I could not figure out how or why I was seeing her in my dreams, but at the same time I felt like God himself blessed me to be with her, through dreams. This dreamy reality was now a part of me. To make this mere reveries immortal, I started to write down all of those dreams in a dream journal and would always keep it to myself so that no one else would ever know about it; stating it just nonsense and hallucinations, or would just simply make fun of me. Every dream shared with her was setting us closer and closer, though I never tried to confront or say anything about those dreams; nor she ever mentioned any thing specific related to dreams. I was quite sure that it was only me who was aware of this fact, and maybe those were just caused by my cravings for her love.

A week later, after a few more dreams with her, what hit me was even more weirder than my dreams. We were chatting on WhatsApp , about different conspiracy theories, space-time, life and death including our deepest secrets and fantasies. It felt as if I knew where she was leading the conversation, until in the next moment she mentioned something as if she just read my mind.

"Dreams..."

To be continued...😇