Dream real.

When I was in the middle of staring at nothing during a night of cold breeze and flooding memories, someone walked to me and asked, "can I have a seat?"

As the ocean kisses my feet, and as the wind blows my hair, I turned around and faced him. He was there, standing still. From looking straight at the waters, he looked down and smiled at me... But I turned to face the beautiful nothingness again.

I ran my fingers slowly at the fine, smooth sand, and drew a heart... But the waters swallowed my craft. I felt him sitting beside me, but I didn't bother to look. Instead, I gazed upon the heavens. Counting the stars. But an outstanding, luminous, celestial body, with a significant distance from all the other stars, caught my concern. Then I thought, "How can one still shine if everyone has left her?"

"You just have to keep on shining because someone somewhere can see your light... And if he does, he will search for your light and eventually reach you."

Flabbergasted, I faced the voice who reacted. it was him, the guy who asked for a seat. Though my eyes were full of question and wonder, he answered me with a smile. A smile, though was given for the second time, was still beautiful and bright. 

Then he spilled with another query, "have you ever met your dream guy?"

Again, he made me startle... Have I? I searched for an answer, but it seems to have escaped even beforehand... The light radiated by the moon grew bolder and the wind blew harder. In a snap, it was as if I was carried back to the vanished days. The days where there was nothing but laughs and happiness. The days before the chaos and clash of pride. Those days before my fragile heart was taken off carelessly. 

Then I uttered, without facing him, "My dream guy would be someone who has a broad shoulder. Who has devilish but beautiful hazel eyes that will speak for his heart. And I will be standing on my toes when I hug him just so I can reach him." 

I sensed his movement facing me, but I still chose to look at the glimmering waters... It has been quiet for awhile. Too quiet I can hear every breath he takes. Too quiet I can hear drum sessions and banging in my chest. 

Seemingly with a mind of its own, my right hand extended to my left cheek... To wipe the rain coming from my eyes, I didn't even know was there. 

Then I continued, "but all I ever dream for a guy, is to be someone real."

I looked up to the heavens again and then felt these tiny droplets of water. Is this God's way of saying he sees me? Drops fell on my face, mixing with the waters secreted by my eyes. I thought, maybe God can hear and understand what my mouth can't say? Maybe... He feels me.

The rain is gradually becoming heavy... I stood up. Then the guy looked up at me. He was still sitting there. Before I go, I said, "Unfortunately, no one has become real before me. So I guess, no... I haven't met my dream guy, yet."

Then as swiftly as I could, I ran. Leaving the guy who has a breath-taking smile alone. Without knowing his name, I didn't look back...

"Keep your shine with you! I'll reach you again someday!"

My feet suddenly got tired of running. Loud beats from the heart were faster. And unconsciously, my lips formed a weird convex shape... Three times he shocked me. But this time, I smiled. 

Then, I ran back to him. :) 

PS: This is a product of my imagination and my imagination, alone.