i dreamt last night i’d met someone new…someone visiting from a far off place, another country perhaps…another town too distant to visit…

we talked, we laughed, we danced…and in one single moment we stared in each other’s eyes and saw to our hearts…and we fell in love…

i pretended it wasn’t true, as did she…and the night before she left, i talked with a friend and cried…she asked how i’d fallen…i cried to her saying i’d gone too deep, i felt something magical for this girl…and she was going to disappear…

and the stranger admitted the same thing, i saw her the day she would be leaving…she came to me and hugged me…we cried on each other’s shoulders knowing we’d never be together again, we’d never hold one another close…and we cried…

she told me then to meet her later for dinner…and to kiss her under the candlelight…to kiss her for the first time and for the last, for beginning and finality…

…but i woke up before i did…and for some reason i’m still upset, and still sad…and still heartbroken, like i’ve lost her forever…