My Dream

I had a dream last night that I've been getting bits and peices of all day long. I'm writing it down so I wont forget it.

:::Start Dream:::

I'm in a hallway of a poorly kept inn. The floors are linoleum and the walls are dirty white. There are florecent lights doing a poor job at lighting the hallway. It's daytime. I'm standing in a space at the end of the hallway that is twice as wide as the hallway. Then Heather comes. I hug her. I can feel my arms around her, I can feel her under my hands, feel what she feels like. I'm then joined by a few more people, though I cannot tell you now who they were. I'm holding onto her still and burrying my face in her neck as we giggles about who knows what. I kiss her. Then we get onto the elevator and go up to the twentith floor. We get off and her mother comes down and talks to her. She said something to me, but I cant remember what she said. Just like before, I havent let go of her. We're carrying on, happy and care-free. We get back on the elevator and I wake up.

:::End Dream:::

It wasnt much, but it was wonderous. I adore dreams where I can feel throughout the day what I felt in the dream. I can still feel her in my arms.
Oh how I wish I could feel it for real...

I miss her so...