Dreaming of you. . .

Ok hey guys. Good morning and today I am going to talk about the dream I had last night because it was absolutely amazing. J

                Last night I had just come home from my old high school’s football game and during the game I had been texting E. just about the entire time. <3 Anyways he always makes me blush so I try to keep it under control. Since I have been talking to him I have not had a perverted thought about anyone. It is like he is here beside me holding my hand. That might sound cheesy but I don’t care. Back to the dream I was having.

                After I got home I went straight to bed. I turned on my CD player and I played Owl City’s, “fireflies.” This might have had an effect on my dream, but I love the song along with “Vanilla Twilight.” I slowly dozed off to sleep still keeping E. in mind and it started.  The dream began in what I thought was his home. I walked casually in the front door. The house was a two story, slight Victorian touch, but more modern.  It had a front porch that was white while the rest of the house was a light blue. As I walked in I seen that there was nobody there so I went around front and there in the front yard was E. I didn’t know why, but he was mowing and raking leaves with this other guy that was slightly balding and I just presumed that he was his dad I rolled with it.

                I smiled so big once I seen him because in my last dream right as he was speaking I woke up. I didn’t in this one. E. was just being himself sort of playing around in the leaves sense it was fall the tress barely have leaves on them anyways. He seen me walking around and smiled really big as well as I did. He fell backwards into a pile of leaves and laughed. It was funny I must admit. J <3 We greeted each other and gave hugs I can still feel his hug it was so real. His body so warm and protecting, it was as if I could tell that everything was ok and he was never going to let me go.  He had kissed me again on the forehead like in the last dream and smiled at me. I just laughed and told him that he was silly. He responded with, “Yeah and you like it.” I blushed. We afterwards we went back into the house to grab a bite to eat. I ate an apple and I am pretty sure he did too.

                I asked him did he want me to give him a massage that I have been so proud of and he agreed. We sat in the living room and I just worked on his back. I’m sure others was have used this to flirt with him really hard, but it made me happy just to be near him. His back was really tense around the neck line, which most people are; I was just admiring how beautiful he was. I never could have imagined a man so beautiful such as this would be so nice like me.  I never once had a sexual though the whole time. I just smiled and as did he. I had finished his massage and he said to fallow him, I agreed. As I followed him he was explaining his home and about his life there since he moved out from his parents.

                We sat on his bed and talked. He started the conversation with a casual so how are you and I am so glad you’re here. I assumed it was just playful banter.  I responded with I am great and I am happy just to be here finally. He said, “Awe,” and hugged me. We continued to talk for a while I asked him where his father went he said that he had to go home. Not thinking anything of it I slipped out saying, “You know you are truly the most beautiful human being on this planet.” He blushed and I fell out of his bed. It was quite embarrassing to say the least. He asked if I was ok and said, “You’re so cute. You know that?” I blushed.

                I got back onto the bed with him and I asked did he mind me starting my project for my art class. Of course he didn’t mind he wanted to see my sketch book as well. I showed it to him and asked if I could draw him sense I am here in person. He agreed and I was happy. I as I started to draw him he was complementing me on random things. It made me blush to say the least. So I began to complement him as well. He asked me could he take his shirt off.  I told him it wouldn’t bother me it’s your picture anyways. J He smiled heavily. After about an hour of drawing I figured he was asleep so I slowly went to get a drink of water, trying not to disturb him.

                I closed the fridge and heard something talking. It was E. on the phone with S. I stood outside his door listening. He was facing the wall away from the door and he was say “. . . It doesn’t bother me what they think, Sabbs. I am finally happy and I hope this is real. Yes. No. Ha-ha, no not yet. Well I think he is coming back up stairs so I’ll call you later ok. Good night love you too.” He hung up the phone and I came in. I said, “Oh you’re awake.”  He turned over and smiled. I walked over to the foot of his bed and sat down. He asked, “Why are you down there? Come up here. You’ll hurt your neck if you sleep that way.” I giggled a little and agreed. I moved up towards the top with my back to him then he said to turn around I don’t bite.

                I turned around and gazed into his eyes. We talked a bit more about his hopes and his dreams. It made me happy that he was just speaking to me let alone that I was there in his bed. He started to turn back over and he was typing something on his computer. He was still talking to S. all I could see was, “ I am single. I am me. I am about to ask him and hang on.” I just laid there like I didn’t see anything and he turned back around and wrote a question on his hand in marker then showed it to me. It said, “Would you go out with me?” It ended with a smiley face and circled in a heart. There were also a box for yes and a box for no with a sad face. I took the marker and wrote over his heart . . . “of course” and I kissed it. He laughed, smiled really big, and wrote on my hand P.O.E. and he said, “Mine.” I asked him what did that mean?  He responded, Property of Eric.

 I snuggled up against him and said, “You know I always figured things like this would only happen in dreams, but it never has in any of mine.” He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my lips so lightly you could barely feel it. He then rested his head on my shoulder and we both fell asleep. Me in his arms and him grinning his beautiful smile.  He said in a whisper, “Good night J. I am so glad you finally came to see me.” Whispering back I said, “Good night E. I am not going anywhere. As long as you want me here I will always be here . . . I love you.” “I love you too.” We both faded away in my dream then I woke up wondering could that really happen?

                               

-“It’s hard to say that I’d rather stay awake when I’m asleep because everything is never as it seems . . . because my dreams are bursting at the seams.”