(It started months ago now. It’s the same thing every night. You fall asleep, seem to wake up in a large field full of tall grass, and there she is. A beautiful woman. She talks to you, helps you, comforts you, everything you need… and when it’s over? You wake back up in bed. The girl of your dreams is living inside your dreams. Falling asleep has become the highlight of your day. You wish every night you woke up beside her, but you never can.)

yet another day passes by. You come home, go upstairs to your room to do your usual. Once bed time comes you lay down, close your eyes and drift off… it isn’t long until you feel the familiar breeze, the feel of the grass, that strangely sweet smell of the air… you get up and see her, already waiting

“Good morning, sleepyhead. It’s nice to see you again!”

she chirps out happily. She moves towards you and props herself against you

“I missed you. You were gone all day… it gets lonely in this little world…”

she sounds like she’s gonna cry

“Can’t you dream a bunch of dogs and cats to keep me company?”

she’s teasing you… Nevermind