This Is Going To Sound Really Creepy, But I Had A Dream About You Last Night

This is going to sound really creepy, but I had a dream about you last night.

I saw you a way’s away, and my heart dropped. I immediately thought that it was my imagination because you’re supposed to live states away, but then I got a closer look. It was really you. Being the person I am, the excitement took me over, and I rushed over to and engulfed you in a hug.

You were taken by surprise, and when I realized that, I got shy. I let go and stared at the ground, my cheeks flushed. You were quite use to the attention, being famous and all, but I had caught you off guard. I giggled and looked up at you, smiling ear to ear. I told you that I was a huge fan (because that’s totally not a cliche, but remember, I was dreaming and really nervous) and hugged you again after giving you warning.

You were taller than me, but it was perfect for the hug because my head was at your chest, allowing me to nuzzle my head in your chest while I wrapped my arms around you tightly. You hugged me tightly as well, rubbing my back lightly in a comforting way, and I almost cried because I was having one of those rare moments in my life where I felt like everything was going to be alright, like I was going to get through everything that was going on. It was the best feeling I’d had in a long time.

We spent a couple hours together, talking. It made me so happy because I looked up to you greatly (physically and metaphorically, smartass). I still do, but I’m just describing how the dream felt.

And when you had to go, I gave you a long hug, holding you tightly. Being the kind of person I am, I told you I love you because I so did (and do). I didn’t expect you to, but you told me you loved me too, told me everything was going to be okay, told me you cared. I don’t care if it was just a dream, it felt real. I feel like you would’ve said the same thing whether it was a dream or not.

And that’s why I’m still really happy about it.