for a little while.
this morning, i woke up from a dream feeling a mix of happiness, confusion, and quiet tears. without thinking twice, i immediately wrote this down.
in that dream, i saw someone who looked genuinely happy. he was playing with me, laughing freely, and truly seemed like himself. the way he moved felt light and unguarded. like a child who had just found a new friend and a new toy.
in that moment, we were like two people who had just met, yet somehow became close right away. we shared new things with each other, things we didn’t know before. there was a moment when he ran around excitedly while playing with something, maybe a kite or something like it. meanwhile, i could only laugh as i watched him. my heart felt deeply touched, because i had never imagined i would get to see something like that.
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then, at one point, i realized it was all just a dream. i felt like it was time to wake up, as my body slowly started to come back to awareness. but i also knew that the moment i opened my eyes, everything would disappear.
so i tried to hold on.
i kept my eyes closed, trying to stay there for as long as i could. because i didn’t want to lose that moment, i didn’t want the dream to end there, and i still wanted to see him laugh like that. freely, without restraint — a kind of laughter i have never seen in real life before.
but eventually, i reached a point where i couldn’t hold onto it any longer. the dream slipped away, and i finally woke up with the same mix of feelings: happiness, confusion, and tears.
even though it only lasted for a moment, his laughter and his beautiful smile still feel vivid in my memory. it makes me wonder why something that wasn’t real could feel this real to me.
