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I don't know If this ever happened but...
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Truly I can say that I have never dreamt a continuation of the previous ones that I had.
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Particularly about this certain person who was, for the first time, made my heart beat this much.
Just one full day of not feeling his warmth yet here I am feeling this longing emotion I'm not even familiar with.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Ye..yeah."
"Can I feel you?" I unconsciously asked. The guy just smiled at the stupidness of my question and answered.
"Of course. Give me your hand."
He got a hold of my shaking hand and slowly put in in his face. This face is something that I won't go after but how come can he make my heart beat this fast. I know for sure that it isn't by his looks that I'm attracted with because basing on how I feel for him, it's more than that.
I know I look stupid right now but seeing his eyes bare into mine made my heart leap faster for unknown reasons. He smiled more when he observed that I'm not going to say anything and would live just by looking at his face. By that he continued to say some narratives like I'm his concrete diary ready to listen to what had happened throughout his day.
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Go on, baby. Tell me more.
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I didn't really dwell on what he has to say because I know I wouldn't remember any of it the moment I wake up.
Instead, I looked at his face more memorizing each and every feature.
From his thick eyebrows. Long lashes. Deep marble eyes. Fair skin. Reddish lips.
Please let me remember even just his face when I wake up.
Please.
I may sound like I'm exaggerating every single thing that I feel for this person but I can't just help myself.
I have never been in a relationship. Didn't let any guy be intimately close to me.
This is all a first and being able to feel it just in my dreams made me think how unfair the world is.
It made me think how hopeless romantic I am knowing that it's just within the realms of my mind where I can feel such emotions I can't even name.
Being with such guy not knowing what the hell he's talking about. As long as I can feel his warmth and affection made me feel like I'm on my right place.
My madness dropped suddenly when a scream filled the whole place.
"Hey, Grey!"
What? Who's Grey?
The man beside me looked at the person who just yelled and replied.
"Man! Here!"
Grey?
From there everything went vague. Another guy beside me appeared out of nowhere as a whole group came along from where we were.
What?
Everyone started talking and none of it registered in my mind which confused me more.
And the next thing I knew, my brother is holding my pillow as if he just finished slamming it to my face just to wake me up.
"The fuck!" I yelled.
"You're too fucking hard to wake up! I've been slamming this to your face ten times now, retard!"
"Oh get the fuck out Drake!"
"Ah, I wished I could have hit you more, I'm not in any near satisfied." He grumbled as he started walking away.
"Ya! What did you say?"
This fucking hag!
"Nothing!" He replied as he rushed his way out of my door.
Piece of..
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Wait!
The dream!
I immediately rushed to open my pad and started writing whatever it is that I remembered.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Uhm.
As I opened my pen's cover ready to write,
I..
I can't..
No way..
I can't remember a damn thing!
This can't be!
His face..
I looked at it thoroughly!
His..
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I closed my eyes thinking that in that way I can remember things more but..
I literally got nothing!
What the fuck!
No no no.
I stared at my empty pad and pen like they would write something themselves.
I tried to close my eyes again hoping that I could grab something.
Even just one single thing.
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I'm desperate.
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Out of all that had happened in that dream I managed to write something that made me hold onto it.
A name that can lead me through him.
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".....grey"