A/N: DO NOT think I ACTUALLY smoke, this was just a dream. BTW.

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I was sitting on the river banks, just listening to the water and a cigarette in between my left index finger and middle finger. So silent, so calm. I take a long, slow drag of my cigarette lolling my head towards my feet as I exhaled.

The orange glow of the street lights behind me in the parking lot illuminated the area around me... my shadow, my only friend.I take a glance up at the sky and I can see a slight hint of pale grey begin to bring up the warming sun. I return my gaze to the river while taking once again another puff of the cigarette in hand.

I'm not really thinking about anything here. Just contemplating. Anyway... Haven't you ever just sat and listened to the world and the sweet music she makes? Just sitting by, letting yourself go, and not having to always catch up to the world? Time moves too fast for anyone to ever enjoy it anymore...

It was about twilight, you know... in between night and dawn. I lean back on my elbows, still a cigarette in my hand. I loll my head back briefly closing my eyes to soak in the peace surrounding me.

I was knocked out of my meditation by a man's husky voice sounding gracefully through the air, like a feather in the wind.

"May I join you?" he says.

I think nothin' of it, other than he is just another person in this world that likes this time of day. I gesture for him to sit, never looking at his face, but never breaking eye contact with the river at my feet.

Out of the corner of my eye I see a puff of smoke being slowly exhaled. My curiosity got the best of me. I just had to see who sat down. I guess when I shifted, I caught the man's attention and he, too, turned to meet the young lady he joined. I finally realized who it was… Johnny Depp. In normal everyday clothing. No make-up, wigs, or costumes. Pure Johnny. No strings attached. Literally there was no paparazzi or bodyguards. Our eyes locked at the sight of each other. I was so shocked, I couldn't speak or move. His eyes were the most chocolate brown I have ever seen. He had his glasses sat atop his head, holding back his wavy brown locks.
We both took a drag of our cigarettes and exhaled... never breaking eye contact.
"Hi." is all we both managed to say to each other before the sun arose over the hill and shone brightly on to the rolling river. Johnny glanced over at the river, then back at me.
"Good morning, Love."

A/N: Then unfortunately I woke up.Now, I don't know why I had this dream, but I have an odd notion that it may be a glimpse of who could be the man for me. (Well, similar... at least. I know I can never have Johnny Depp. One can only hope! lol)