It's late. It's night. It's already dark outside. I look on the window and see you sitting in the cold with only a scarf. My heart speeds up. I feel my stomach weird. I don't know nor understand this feeling. I look at you. Suddenly you turn your head and look up, like searching for the gaze that fell on you hours ago. I hide. Afraid of showing myself. I look down, you're still there. Waiting...waiting...just waiting. I'm confused. I don't know what I feel. I suddenly end outside, walking slowly to you. I sit on the bench and watch the moon. We stay like this for hours, just listening to the silent wind hitting our skin. I reach my hand out of the pocket to touch yours. Suddenly I wake up in my bed. I look around. There is no sign of you. It's like you vanished. It’s like you were never there. Then I realize...it was only a dream. 'Only a dream' I repeat sadly in my mind looking outside the window. There were 2 hand shapes on the bench I dreamed of.Maybe it wasn't just a dream?
Maybe...I'll never know
Am terminat de citit postul si mi-am dat seama ca imi imaginam scena 8->
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