promisedsunrise: My dream: I went up the stairs, away from my family, and found a door that wouldn’t budge. The door would creak with each push I forced against it, until it suddenly opened. It didn’t feel as though it had opened because I kept trying for the door. When it opened, I gazed at the simplicity and space inside the room. A couch adjacent from the bed that rested against the windowed wall. It flashed to night, and the light outside the window now lit the bed, luminating. Radiant. With the dull lighting inside, the sheets looked vibrant and new. The couple downstairs claimed no one was living in the room upstairs, but clearly they hadn’t checked. As I stepped closer towards the bed, a guy came up from behind me, giving off a warmth I couldn’t explain. He felt familiar so close to me, but I was unsure. As his body touched mine, the heat from his skin seemed to increase. He slowly wrapped his arms around me, making me feel complete. Like I had found the one I was supposed to be with. We exchanged subtle kisses, leading to the bed, where we laid. I felt extremely close to him. Like we were lovers in a distant life.  And I woke up, saddened by the absence of his touch. His presence. ‘Tis true. I’ve been sad ever since. Which is why I tried my best to recreate it.

promisedsunrise:

My dream: I went up the stairs, away from my family, and found a door that wouldn’t budge. The door would creak with each push I forced against it, until it suddenly opened. It didn’t feel as though it had opened because I kept trying for the door. When it opened, I gazed at the simplicity and space inside the room. A couch adjacent from the bed that rested against the windowed wall. It flashed to night, and the light outside the window now lit the bed, luminating. Radiant. With the dull lighting inside, the sheets looked vibrant and new. The couple downstairs claimed no one was living in the room upstairs, but clearly they hadn’t checked. As I stepped closer towards the bed, a guy came up from behind me, giving off a warmth I couldn’t explain. He felt familiar so close to me, but I was unsure. As his body touched mine, the heat from his skin seemed to increase. He slowly wrapped his arms around me, making me feel complete. Like I had found the one I was supposed to be with. We exchanged subtle kisses, leading to the bed, where we laid. I felt extremely close to him. Like we were lovers in a distant life. 

And I woke up, saddened by the absence of his touch. His presence.

‘Tis true. I’ve been sad ever since. Which is why I tried my best to recreate it.

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