Much has been said about the meaning of dreams.
Some say that they are what your mind suppresses and hides from reality. Others
say that they are just remainders of your daily life that got entangled in your
memoirs. I really do not know what they mean, the only thing that I know is
that I would like to live in that dream, change reality by this unreal
paradise, where I still can see you and be with you. Living there would give
coherence to this nonsensical existence. I remember I could see your face clearly,
you had the same beauty that caught my attention for the first time, and
everything made sense then. I could breathe and feel the oxygen that gave me life
again. It all felt very vivid, I could even smell your presence, see the shine
of your dark eyes in that far day. It seems that nothing really cared in that
place, I would quit to everything I have now for staying in that dream just for
a minute with you, I could even remember your laugh and tears which I would have
given everything I got for owning them. It was extremely hard waking up slowly
and realising everything had been just a dream. Seeing
the process of struggling between reality and fantasy just made the awakening
more difficult. I did not want to give in to that dream, I wanted to stay there
forever and never come back again; It was just so perfect and I did not need
anything else to be happy. The reason of
why I saw you there again, it is just a mystery. I thought- and I am pretty
sure of it- you were part of a nice and pleasant past which I see with nostalgia
but this dream sort of disorganised my life for a minute. Maybe it is time
to wake up and start living…
