The Girl of my Dreams

I have dreamed of the girl of my dreams, yet again. I was bordering on oversleeping but I couldn't rouse myself from the tendrils of sleep because like all dreams, great wonderful dreams, it is way better than reality. So I slept some more and hoped that this was not just a figment of my subconscious desire of wanting something I never can have which is the case in real life.

Unlike most people, I have met my dream girl and she is larger than life. She's no movie star or even a celebrity. She has annoying habits and mannerisms but that just adds to her charm. She's a bit dense at times, too. These traits makes her more human and not an untouchable goddess. She haunts me still even now.

It has been years since last we met but we still keep in touch every now and then. It's sad that in life it is rare for people to meet these ideal partners, rarer still to have them become one's doting and loving companion in every way in this great adventure we call life. More often than they long to the category where I find myself in. Resigned to the fact that the person we want the most can never be ours.

I met the girl of my dreams but it is not destined for us to be together. Our paths are divergent from one another. I only hope in our next life that, when we meet again, fate would be more inclined to be kinder to us. For I do love her, that is why we can not be together in this life.