Waking Up

I've been having really memorable dreams. The other night, I was driving from somewhere important with Father John Francis and then he ended up scolding me for something after we got to Interfaith. Ambiguous much? Oh yes, definitely.

But last night... I dreamt of you.

It was the beginning of a new quarter. I was in a lecture hall (maybe the new Engineering Hall?) and it was so packed. I was running a few minuets late and couldn't find a seat, but spotted one up front. I sat down and you excitedly said hello because we haven't had a class together in over a year.

FLASHFORWARD (and yes, I do have those in my dreams).

We were wearing clothes for warmer weather--you know, tank tops, shorts, slippers, etc. It was around 7th or 8th week or so and I had made a few study buddies in the class (since you and I had scheduling conflicts), and one sat next to me. I introduced you to my new buddy and we went back and continued our conversation. I noticed you were unusually shy and asked if you were okay. You said yes, so I went back to conversing with my buddy.

Then you leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I have an answer for you." And I sat there wondering what question I even asked in the first place. "Let's hang out after class!"

Class came and went and I anxiously waited for the answer to my question: what did I ask you to do? After class, we took your car and we ate somewhere really filling (I'm thinking Boiling Crab right now, but maybe it's just because I'm craving it.. Haha). And when I got to my apartment, there were rose petals leading to my room. A bouquet was waiting on my desk with three Angel figurines, each holding up a world to complete a sentence: "Yes, I Will"

As I stood there, trying to figure out what all this meant, you walked closer, grabbed me around my waist and whispered "I'll go with you to formal."

I froze.

FLASHBACK: It was around the 3rd week of the quarter and I was complaining to you about how bitter I was about learning (via facebook) that my prospective date was "in a relationship" and how the person he was involved with was someone whom I found to be very irritating. And I asked you if, as a friend, you would go with me to formal if I totally didn't end up finding a date. You told me that we'd have to see what would happen.

I turned around and said to you, "Wow... I totally forgot... I mean.. I wasn't even planning on going anymore..."

You turned so red and quickly made your way out of my apartment. I chased after you and called out your name in the hallway. Right before you got into your car, I grabbed your hand and dragged you to a shaded area.

"Look, just because I wasn't planning on going anymore doesn't mean I don't want to go with you... I do. I really do. And I'm glad you remembered. But there are other things happening that weekend...I have to go on a retreat."

And you looked like you were almost about to cry. (It was the cutest thing ever!) At that point, I was already holding you really close and we were swaying. You said, "I guess I was just too excited to be able to dance with you."

"What do you think we're doing now," I slyly asked.

We chuckled and shared a kiss.

You looked down to meet my gaze and said, "I lo---"

I WOKE UP. O_o hahaha.

Prologue:

I wrote this a few hours ago. I also posted it on my regular blog. It came out of me really fast (HA! That's what he said...) but I spent a good amount of time editing. I've always wanted to write a novel or something and I actually have a few subplots to go along with this prologue, but THAT's going to take a lot of time (which I currently don't have). Maybe I'll write a chapter or something every now and then and post it up... We'll see. If the creative juices flow.
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The clock read 10:53 PM and with the sunroof open, they sat speechlessly in his car. He glanced at the dangling rosary under the rear-view mirror, looked in her eyes, and then, offered his hand. Instinctively, she stared at his hand, smiled, and filled the spaces in between his fingers.

I’ll stop the world and melt with you.
You’ve seen the difference and it’s getting better all the time.

And boy, did he want to melt.

She reached through the void of the rooftop with an open palm and whispered, “It’s so close but so far away…”

“Yeah… just like you.”

He did not dare look into the windows of her soul and instead kept his gaze at the stars, praying that his wish would come true. For a split second, he waited for her response, for her to at least turn in his direction and reciprocate the same longing that he had for her. He pondered on what other possible curses she would bless upon him under their clear view of heaven.

The cell phone on her lap buzzed with vibration. Somehow, he knew it was time to let go.

With her newly-liberated hand, she looked at the caller ID, silenced her phone and refocused her attention on the stars. At least she looked like she did.

He already knew, but he decided to ask anyway: “Who was it?”

“Huh? Oh… It was just Markus.”

The future’s open wide.

“How come you didn’t pick up? You should call him back.”

“It’s okay. I’ll talk to him later.”

And at that moment, he realized that even if he saw a thousand more shooting stars after the one he already wished on, his wish had already, haphazardly, come true: she was happy.