"I
love you"
"I love you too."
I looked at her. Her face, even though
fuzzy and
unclear was still the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my
life. Who was this angel who has graced me with her
companionship.
"Who are you?"
"Don't be stupid! Come on, I'm tired.."
I suddenly realized I was in my pajamas. I could have sworn it was day time.. but it was suddenly
dark. I looked at her again. Her face seemed so
familiar and yet so distant. But still,
beautiful.
"Well? Are you coming to bed?"
"Yah... I guess.."
I walked slowly to her. I could not see where I was going and yet I didn't fall over anything. It seemed as if I glided towards her. Her face never became any
clearer as I approached. Still fuzzy.
We talked for awhile. I told her all about
myself. I'm not sure why because I almost knew for certain that she knew everything about me. But if she did, she showed no sign of it. She
listened with the
eagerness of a child, hanging on every one of my words. It seemed that she understood what I was saying, for once, someone understood me.
"I've told you so much about me, I think its your turn"
She
laughed. A
chill went through my body. That laugh, it seemed so familiar.
"Don't act stupid! You know who I am!"
Suddenly, with the
fear and
anguish that I can only imagine now,
memory came flooding back. I knew her. I have seen her many times. Always at
night. We always have the same
conversation.
I began to
cry.
"Why are you crying? What did I do?"
"Nothing, thats the problem. You're not
real. This isn't real."
"Don't say that, I don't know whats gotten into you. Just come to bed, you'll feel so much better tomorrow."
"NO! I don't want to
sleep. I don't want to lose you again."
I realized how
useless those words are for even as they left my mouth I felt the wave of sleep come over me.
"You'll see, tomorrow is gonna be so much better. Tomorrow always is. You'll feel so much better. Just come to bed now."
Unable to fight, I went to her. I felt the
warmth of her body against mine. The
curves of her figure.
"I don't want to lose you again. I love you."
"Good night."
I awoke. The
sun was in my eyes and yet I felt
cold. There was nobody beside me. Just me. Alone again in my apartment as the world went by. I hate
dreaming. No, thats not true.
I hate waking up.