"Untouchable like a distant diamond sky, I'm reaching out and I just can't tell you why I'm caught up in you."
Why can't I get the vision of him out of my head? I don't even know him, but in the middle of the night when I'm in this dream, It's like a million little stars spelling out his name, but I still can't quite see it. These dreams haven't stopped running through my mind ever since I turned 16, which was 4 weeks ago. I don't know what's wrong with me, when I sleep it feels as if he is watching me with his piercing blue eyes, brushing my face with his fingers and when he has to get up and leave because the dawn is approaching he kisses my forehead and whispers in my ear we will meet again, love. And I feel as if . . . it's all real.
The sweet, innocent girl looked out her fogged up window to only see the pale, white shine of the moon. Her hair was as light as the sun, face pale as could be but delicate, eyes so blue that looked as the nighttime sky with one precious, white star. Her name was Namine, simple but as though, delicate.
Namine clutched her bed sheets tightly, and threw them a crossed her cold body. She would give anything to meet him, to feel his warmth. But the only way she could be close to him was dreaming.
So Namine did the only thing that was important to her, she closed her precious eyes and let sleep take over her and then she saw the stars and felt his presence once again. She felt a smirk run across her face, knowing he was with her. Even if this was only a dream, she thought it seemed so much better then reality.
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