Thursday, 5 November 2009

A Dream in Which You Came

I fell in love with you in a dream.

That’s right. I first met him in a dream; one that I frequently forgot I had the following morning. The few times I actually remembered the dream made me wake with a huge question mark within my head. Who were you, and why did I dream of you?

You were a stranger, a foreign man who invaded my dreams. You were my prince, my knight in shining armor; you were my Frog Prince, my King Arthur, my Prince Charming. Everything about you intrigued me, and I always wanted to meet you again.