*Dream*

I had a dream that I met someone on the bus…In my dream state, I knew we’d been dating. I sat in the seats right behind him while he spoke to a friend. He was talking about how he didn’t mention me to the people at the party. 

I was going to ask…are you ashamed of me? Are you afraid of people knowing we are together. Am I a secret you want to hide in the dark corners of public transit? But then…he said I looked so pretty. That my eyes were beautiful and my hair looked so nice. 

I’m not used to people speaking so sincerely of me. It gives me hope that maybe someone will be proud to call me theirs one day…