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All the love that history knows
is said to be in a single rose.
Yet all the love that could be found in two
is less than what I feel for you.

Ok, this is a dream I had a couple months ago that I remember perfectly.
I think it's pretty cool...

"Running, leaping.
I'm out of breath.
I spot a figure running with me
on the other side of the river.
A boy my age
his face shrouded by shadow.
Intimidating, mysterious, familiar.
I am afraid, but I want to be with him.
"Jump! It will be okay!" he
urges, beckoning me to the other side.
The CRASH!
He falls to the sandy bank
unconcious.
I jump,
my feet crashing
through the fridged water.
I kneel and drag his obscure figure into my lap.
My lips are against his cheek.
Tears are streaming
down
my
face.
The POOF!
I am back in the world of the awake."