Here is the dreamer. One who created and played with the pen and the keys of a world soon unmade. She remembers the wind, water, earth and flame. She loved even shadows but knew naught of hate. With a heart too soft and a strength unseen, she loved the world and she lived a dream.

Monday, February 14, 2011

I'm Awake

4. Even from before I met you, I already had a guy in my mind. My dream guy whom I named 'Lance'. We had met many times before in dreams, and I relished our romantic and magical encounters although I could never remember his face when I had awakened no matter how hard I tried. I knew he was my soul mate though he was far from perfect. He could be kind, yet temperamental. Gentle but possessive. Qualities that bore striking resemblance to yours. We fought a lot. We loved too much. But always always took care of each other. Perhaps I knew that it was only natural for Lance to disappear from my dreams as I met you in the flesh. And how each and every day you would surprise me with your charm and intellect, and your natural magnetism. But most of all, your ability to love others, especially your family... and up until now, me. The imperfect, hard- headed, overly- emotional, ever- gullible me. You became my Lance, my epitome of a soul mate, my other half. No, no. You became more than my Lance. You became my Stan. My one true love. My dream made real. I no longer cling to dreams and restless sleep, I am now awake. And I feel truly alive for the first time in my life. With you beside me, reality is better than any dream. 

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