It Seems Familiar....

     In a dream, I'm here again. But where is this place? It seems familiar... 

     The air is cold, the room quiet with slight rays of sun from a window. Furniture is placed around. There's a coffee table in the corner, and a magazine on it, yet it has no cover and no words. An desk on the opposite end, one of dark oak. It seems like reality, but is it? 

     The lights have gone dim and suddenly the walls around collapse. A ray of stars appear over my head. It's beautiful; so beautiful that I fall to my knees, not caring if anyone saw my stumble. If anyone was here. 

      A gust of warm air then fills the room and the floorboards disappear into freshly cut grass. Then you arrive and we lay under the stars gazing up at the nebula's. Gazing at a marvel. Then you get up and walk away, I say softly where are you going, you turn around and you only respond with a wave. Before you turn around though I say that I'm on my way just wait.

     Suddenly I'm awake, laying on my side as I always do. I then jolt up and look to my right thinking someone was there, standing, right in front of me as if they were watching me sleep. I feel a chill go threw my spine, but ignore it and fall back on my pillow and go back to sleep.