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Dreaming Awake

Holding hands Walking along the water Sand squishing between our toes Tide, slowly coming up Brushing our feet Cool, calming My stomach Is full of anxious Butterflies, like springtime My head not knowing What to think Craziness Love Filling the air Surrounding us Surrounding the world And everyone who Breathes We sit down He leans in slowly But then all of the sudden He stops moving My eyelids Flutter And Then all I see is blackness Slowly my eyes open And I see out The window In his apartment What happened??? Did that really happen? I have to wake him Had to have been A dream I shake him His eyes open slowly "Hello..." he says quietly I look at him carefully Then he speaks In a whisper "Did you have Fun at the beach last night?" Then he sits and stares at me WAIT IT WASN'T A DREAM?!!! I'd feel stupid asking him So I keep quiet Then I realize He is waiting for an answer So I suck in a deep deep breath "Wasn't that a dream?" I whisper keeping my eyes on him He laughs, "Well it might've been, I mean It seemed a little to good to be true." I think for a moment "Well what happened then? I guess I woke up before my happy ending..." He laughs, so deeply and richly "Well it was a happy ending... Wasn't it..."

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Date: 2/28/2009 1:56:00 PM
Jen, wonderful story. Sometimes we have trouble understanding whether our dreams were actually real. It happens to me quite often. I'm glad your dream has a "happy ending." Love, Carolyn
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Date: 2/28/2009 8:37:00 AM
alchoholism is a disease that takes our lives and raveges away the pieces. our memories our emotion as well as out thoughts. we have to finds ways to deal with our problem. leading up to where you passed out the piece was great. John H Loving III
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