Chapter 2 Joe

Her eyes burned into my brain, I never seen anyone so perfect, so flawless. Her smile usually was just a half smile, her heart seemed to never really be there and her eyes hidden the sadness she felt. Around her my body would tremble my mind would race. I don’t know why, there was just something there about her. It seemed crazy, I seemed crazy, and I dreamed her up inside my head. Maybe she was the image of my perfect girl?

Her voice was loud, she worked on impulse; her morals were strong and even though she lost faith in God he was still somewhere inside her, inside her heart. I couldn’t help but zone out about her, thinking about if she was real, and if she was, where could she passably be?

 

It seemed as if I dream about her every night. She was there, always there. Half of me wanted her to go away but then again, I would be sad. I would fake the smiles she’d fake, hid the tears that she hid. I remember the first dream the first time I opened my eyes the next morning and wished for it to all go back to where it was, to where I saw her.

Since the first time I saw her sadness, I got this undeniable urge to just hold her, to protect her. I wanted her to know that she wasn’t alone even if people stopped at nothing to make her believe she was indeed alone. To me though, oh to me, she was so beautiful, different yes, but undeniably beautiful; her half smiles, her real smiles. The way she looked up at me with those brown eyes. It was like her story could be read in those puppies. Everything I ever wanted to know was in them. I was drawn to them, she was drawn to mine too; like two moths to a light, or a flame. We stared at each other with such intensity and such innocence.

 

That was the first dream, us meeting each other. I was nice, yet afraid to death. She was so genuine, but even more afraid. I have never seen so much fear, so much pain in one little girl’s eyes. I was about 16 when I first met her in that dream world. The world I’d give anything to live in.

 

Slowly the dreams grew more and more intense, we hung out, shared life stories. I told her about how it was like to shine so brightly. She told me I was her star. My remark to that was that she was my sky. Her eyes stared blankly at me as I explained, “If I’m your star, you’re my night sky, with out you I wouldn’t shine, with out you I wouldn’t exists.” I watched as her cheeks flashed red and a smile grew on her lips.

”But,” she said, her voice sounding so beautiful. “You would exist without me if there was no night sky, there’s still the light blue day sky.” She told me.

I smiled back at her, my hand for the very first time in our dream world, intertwined with hers. “That’s true.” I shrugged, “But then again, I wouldn’t have shined as bright.”

 

The dreams became so real after that. The kisses I could almost actually taste and the feelings as our bodies pressed together seemed to really be there, her warmth against mine. I thought about her a lot; but as the dream came more rapidly, so did the thoughts I had about her. Everyday, every minute, no, more like every second, she was on my mind. I couldn’t hold up real relationships because of her. She was there, always in my head. I was terrified for my future love life. I wanted these feelings to just go away. I loved her and she wasn’t even real, so why did I have to feel so strongly about her?

I have a real girlfriend now, someone I care deeply about, but what if this “dream girl” is more of a reality to me then my actual girlfriend? What if this “dream girl” is my true love, real or not?

 

What will I do about me, about her, about us? What will I do about my real girl? These feelings, I can’t take it. “You're the remedy I'm searching hard to find, To fix the puzzle that I see inside, Painting all my dreams the colour of your smile, When I find you It'll be alright, I need to try to get to where you are, Could it be, your not that far…” Gosh, these feelings are so hard.

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This chapter is really sweet, the way you have Joe's thoughts laid out.

"Her voice was loud, she worked on impulse; her morals were strong and even though she lost faith in God he was still somewhere inside her, inside her heart. I couldn’t help but zone out about her, thinking about if she was real, and if she was, where could she passably be?"

The whole bit about your morals being strong, you being loud and such... Definitely true. But it's always a good thing, speaking your mind and believing in things as firmly as you do. I envy you on your ability to be so outspoken and never backing down from what you feel strongly for.

"Her eyes stared blankly at me as I explained, “If I’m your star, you’re my night sky, with out you I wouldn’t shine, with out you I wouldn’t exists.” I watched as her cheeks flashed red and a smile grew on her lips.

”But,” she said, her voice sounding so beautiful. “You would exist without me if there was no night sky, there’s still the light blue day sky.” She told me.

I smiled back at her, my hand for the very first time in our dream world, intertwined with hers. “That’s true.” I shrugged, “But then again, I wouldn’t have shined as bright.”"

That was so sweet. I loved it! Oh my God, I can just picture him saying something so sweet. :)

"I have a real girlfriend now, someone I care deeply about, but what if this “dream girl” is more of a reality to me then my actual girlfriend? What if this “dream girl” is my true love, real or not?

What will I do about me, about her, about us? What will I do about my real girl? These feelings, I can’t take it."

Dun, dun, dun... I can't wait to see what happens... He has a girlfriend, but he loves this mystery girl. I wonder what will happen when he actually meets her...

Keep writing (please)!