That night, I dreamed of Rose again. Except this time I didn’t just see her. We were walking together down the streets of some city. We were laughing, and holding hands as we walked. She wore a cute blue blouse that matched her eyes, along with jeans.
We stopped at an interesection, waiting for the traffic sign to say ‘Walk’. She said something to me then, and I turned, melting when I saw her face. It was full of the deepest affection I’ve ever seen in a human’s face… No wait, an angel’s face…

After a moment of taking in her vivid beauty, she whispered something softly to me, and kissed me…

~

I woke up in awe, sitting up and looking around my room for her.
No… it was a dream..

I sighed in disappointment, and laid back down on my bed.

How can this be happening? I barely know her, and she lives hundreds of miles away…

I pictured her face in my head again, and then a startling thought crossed my mind.

Am I… falling in love?