Dream and Yearbook

Once I dreamt about the guy I used to like, a long long time ago. He is probably in another parts of the world and I haven't seen him in ages. The dream was so strong I can almost feel him. In my dream I was lying down in a deep dark greenwood, sleeping with closed eyes but an opened mind so I could see him walking towards me with a small steps. My heartbeat was racing, the butterfly in my stomach spread its wings and I could hear the buzz running to my ears. He was very close, very much close as I can smell his masculine odour. My hands were trembling hard and I was so scared he would find out my fake sleep. Luckily he didn't. Instead he gazed at me with a sincere fondness and slipped a piece of paper in my palm. my fingers moved so I could touch his, I felt warm inside. then he left. After a while I opened my eyes but couldn't find him in my nearest sight, only birds chirping and pine trees whispering one to another. I touched the part he touched me and tried to read what he wrote. It says "Back to sleep, Princess. I'll see you in your dream" He left as quick as he came and just like that my heart he stole.

and i woke up as i was trying to look for him. when I opened my eyes I feel so sad. then I searched for my yearbook and as I found his old picture, I also found out that day was his birthday.

weird.