IT WASN´T JUST A DREAM

I’ll start by saying that it wasn’t just a dream not only for what i felt, but for what i saw, i still remember it like if it just happened; is hard to explain how or why but every year is the same thing, the same memory the same date; is like I’ve widowed without even being married.

I remember everything, the color of the classroom, the light coming trouhg the window, the sensation of clarity, of peace, and even the way i felt afterwards, is hard to explain but I’ll tell it all.

Just picture this: a ‘normal’ classroom the typical movie like desk, and just a few chairs, and the half white half light pink walls, a huge window and a cream color blinders, where the sun lights pases thru gracefully, giving light to the hole space.

then out of nowhere he is in front of me, facing the window, with his white shirt and some khaki pants, his hair was just black and unevenly cut, we had the same height, and the only thing i can do… is just hug him from behind, and like always I start talking;  while passing my hands across his arms, i felt every scar from every cut, i couldn’t explain but i felt like I’ve known him my hole life, like I’ve loved him before.

I tried my best to comfort him, but it was like doing nothing… the only thing i could say was that i was going to try to find him in our next life, that no matter what, no matter how many times or where i had to fly, i would find him, but for now he had to be calm, that he had to think that everything had passed already, that it wasn’t gonna hurt any more.

After saying that i just kept hugging him for what felt like an eternity, but then i woke up, concern, sad and crying because i wasn’t gonna see him again… that was the worst part, the feeling of not knowing his name but still felt like i lost him, like I’ve lost my love, my other half.

after that i just felt like my world collapsed, i felt depressed, i couldn’t get up from bed in days, even after i was awake i kept feeling the scars on the tips of my fingers. i wasn’t the same anymore, something deep inside told me that he was the one, that he was my soulmate, my other half…

and the worst part, he was gone…