In the library we met. You were handsome and brooding. Your face was like a child's, but sexy. I leaned in closer for a better look and you kissed me with lips only a dream could provide. Feelings of giddiness bounced back into me. I fell in love that moment and you smiled at me. You were golden and I was light. Moments passed and then she tapped me on my shoulder.
"Paloma? Paloma, I am not sure whether they told you or not, but your librarian test is tomorrow."
My librairian test is tomorrow? I'm a librarian? When did this happen?
My beautiful friends gathered around me and slyly dumped pens covered in answers in front of me and whispered, "Write these down and memorize them." I started writing in secret.
My father appeared and told me get my things together and come home with him. Everything went blurry except you. You I could look at forever. I could forget the answers to tests, that I need to eat, and even what my name is. With you I felt blissful.
I woke up this morning early and you became a figment of my imagination. You became the man that I will only know in my dreams. I could be sad, but today I still feel in love. Even if you don't exist in reality at least you do in my dreams.
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This is so beautiful and inspired.
Thank you so much. :)
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