The Dream

I dreamt about you last night. It was for the second time, that I can recall. I knew not what you were doing there. I remember it all:

I was lying next to you. We were talking. Useless information, and pointless discussion. I do not remember what it was about. I looked you in the eyes, and I lost my breath. I couldn't speak. I was suffocating. You were scared. But you were scared by my actions, and knew not that I was dying. I motioned to you to help me pry my mouth open, so that I could take in a breath. I stared into you, and you drew back. You were scared. But you were scared by my actions, and knew not that I was dying. I grabbed you, laid down on you, and motioned to my mouth. I tried to pry my mouth open to take a breath. I was suffocating. You were scared. I was dying. I threw myself on you and looked down at your breasts, poking thru your blouse. Soft, supple, the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen. I knew that this was heaven, but I was suffocating. You had this look in your eye. Not one of love, but one of fear. You were scared. "I'M SUFFOCATING!!!!" I couldn't breathe!!!! I tried to tell you, I motioned to my lips one last time. I grabbed your hand, but you were scared. "I CANNOT BREATHE!!!!!!!!!" I moved your fingers to my lips, "HELP ME!!! I'M DYING...... PLEASE...... I CAN'T BREATHE!!!!!!" I rubbed your fingers across my lips, I inserted one into my mouth.... "PLEASE GOD, MAKE HER UNDERSTAND.... I AM NOT GOING TO HURT HER.... I JUST WANT TO BREATHE!!!!!!!!!" I helped you pull my mouth open. It was stuck. One more minute and I would be dead. Deep within myself, I considered seeing what would happen. It was a dream, but if it was one chance to see the other side, this was it!!! I begged you, with my thoughts, "Help me!!!" And I had to make a choice. "GOD!!! I'M DYING!!!" Then I took one last look into your eyes, and we BOTH pulled my mouth open.....

I sucked in the air..... I fell into your arms.... I awoke, alone, gasping. My body was shaking. My chest was aching.

Sometimes, our dreams are all too real. And that was the best dream, I've had, by far.