The Dream
The Dream
I remember the first dream we had together. I remember it like I just woke up from it, in that moment right before you forget everything.
I remember the smile, the sun and the eyes. I could never forget those eyes. So deep, so dark, and mine.
You were waiting for me. You'd been waiting for awhile you said. You knew I would come but you were almost beginning to wonder how long I was planning to take. Almost, but not quite. And then you flashed me that smile. The smile that told my heart I was in the right place. The one that melded to it. The smile just for me.
There were others there. I didn't know who they were. You were all just about to leave somewhere. You made them wait for me, one more time. It was a long journey they kept saying, had to start soon.
You smiled and took my hand. I felt the charge, the connection I had forgotten I'd been missing. I knew you, how long had we been apart? I couldn't remember.
The sun was warm. It was like home, but I didn't know I had left home. How strange to find it here.
It was a long way to go. I only noticed when it came time to leave, just how far I had to go back.
You told me you'd wait for me. Smiled for me again. That you didn't mind waiting forever and a day, if I'd be there. Made me promise to come back, you'd be there waiting for me. The music played. That melody that is always right at the back of my mind that is so familar but I can't quite put my finger on it.
You touched my hand again, smiled. Those eyes, they shone, reflecting the whole universe in a single moment. I knew you. The past, the present and future all flowed into one for that faction of a second as we connected. I opened my mouth to reply.
And I am awake. Instantly pulled back accross the distance as my eyes open.
It's been over a decade, but I still remember the first dream. It's the same one that comes when you're gone away. The one where I try to find you, before I knew your name. When I first heard you call to me.
When I heard your heart calling mine.