Late Night cuddles [VENT]

It started with me hanging out with my local friends, we have had our fun at some kind of activity and we all went to this one friends house who was hosting. I left my backpack with my belongings i brought at the front door along with taking off my shoes and my accessories. We were all having a great time shooting the shit and enjoying each others company, not too different from the get togethers I've had with these people. There was something different, while the tv was on and we were all in the couch watching it. I was in the embrace of her. that's unusual in hindsight because she has another to call her own. Yet in this very moment the other wasn't there and I was in her arms on the long couch, I rested my head on her chest to feel her heartbeat. I wanted to savor this moment. Her arms were soft and she ran her fingers through my hair. I just accepted this reality. As the night passed, I felt my eyes get heavy and I shimmy closer into her. 

Then I woke up, it was just a dream and it had stayed in my mind. Why did i dream of this? I know I can be a hopeless romantic but this was a type of dream I haven't had. One where I was her other. I think the jealousy has become an obsession. A desire to be loved... loved by her and to be her other... I still often think about that dream and I cuddle my fox plush playing back what I could remember from that dream to the best of my ability.