Dream

Suddenly, I knew I was going to wake up from the dream. Of course I was aware that it was a dream because there's no way I could ever see her. But I guess that the moment I realize that I'm only dreaming rekindles my conscience and wakes me up- because I start panicking, for I'm desperate to cherish the moment.

Well, I felt it coming. She's right there in front of me. But we don't say a word to each other (with the premise that dreams are but fabrication of one's own thoughts, this makes perfect sense because I don't know what I'd say or what she'd say anyway). As I'm literally a second away from coming back to reality, I yell "HEY I DON'T BLAME YOU FOR ANYTHING"

I stare at the ceiling of my room. Do I really mean what I just said? 

Whatever. What's the point.