So I had the strangest, most vivid dream ever a few nights back. I know I'll never forget this one. It hit me in ways I didn't think were possible, and it hit hard
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I've seen a boy, the same boy, in many of my dreams since I turned 17. Young, pretty, sad. In the dreams of him, we're intimate in a way that has nothing to do with sex and everything to do with souls. If I had met him in real life, I'd say he was my soulmate.
If I dream about him, it's so vivid that I feel every sensation as though I was awake, and then upon actually waking remember everything, down to how he smells.
I have memories of him. That's real enough for me to love him as though he walks beside me in the day.
If you ask me, they're perhaps what most people would refer to as angels or spirits. I think dreaming is sometimes living--and sometimes someone/thing enters in and shares their soul with you; it's deep as or deeper than any connection in the mortal world.
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If I dream about him, it's so vivid that I feel every sensation as though I was awake, and then upon actually waking remember everything, down to how he smells.
I have memories of him. That's real enough for me to love him as though he walks beside me in the day.
If you ask me, they're perhaps what most people would refer to as angels or spirits. I think dreaming is sometimes living--and sometimes someone/thing enters in and shares their soul with you; it's deep as or deeper than any connection in the mortal world.
You're ever-so blessed to have encountered it. :)
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