Dream Feelings Mga Nobela at Kwento

The voices seemed to send something really weird to Jayden. The rain reminded him of past dreams. A strange dream. He once dreamed of holding Remi's hand in the rain, then kissing her in the rain that poured down on their bodies until they were soaking wet. It was one of those sweet dreams that he always remembered in his memory every time he felt lonely and was almost swallowed up by a deep silence like this. Unfortunately, such dreams are rare. He often dreams of more scary things that disturb him every night than beautiful things that can make him sleep better.

The dreams are vivid, transporting me to a world where we are together, where his presence fills every corner of my existence. But as the dream fades and reality comes crashing back, a pang of longing grips my heart. I want him in my life, not just in my dreams. I yearn for his touch, his laughter, his warmth. I wish to bridge the gap between us, to turn the fantasy into reality. It's a dangerous game I'm playing, weaving a web of emotions around someone who may never know how I feel. Yet, I can't help but hold onto the hope that someday, somehow, our paths will cross in a way that goes beyond the boundaries of dreams.

I sat down in the bench and closed my eyes while feeling the cold wind. Hade…Dark Hades…its Christmas today. I dreamt last night that I was with you. You were here with me in that dream. We were so happy and peaceful. We were so in love in that dream. I was so happy. You were so happy. You kissed me in that dream and you whispered ‘I love you’ to me. I wanna stay in that dream forever but I wake up with my tears on my eyes. My dream was so happy but why do I woke up with tears in my eyes?

In that moment, we were one, our love burning bright and true, a flame that would endure for all eternity. I jolted upright, my heart racing, as the vivid dreamwalk dissolved into the dull, gray reality of my surroundings. The intensity of the emotions lingered, leaving me disoriented and frustrated. The memory of Roxy's touch, the feel of her lips, and the promise of our eternal bond still lingered, teasing me with its elusiveness.

~Two Days Later~ My dreams are always so vivid and so real though when I wake, I can never remember a thing about them. What I do remember, is the fall. The feeling of free falling. Nothing but the sky around me, air in my hair and coating my skin. It’s liberating, it’s freedom.

Their legs entwined, their breaths synchronized, they reveled in the simple joy of being together. Emily's head rested on Alex's chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulling her into a peaceful state. She closed her eyes, allowing her mind to wander into the realm of dreams. Visions of a future filled with love, adventure, and unwavering support danced before her closed eyelids. In her dreams, she saw herself and Alex exploring distant lands, hand in hand, their laughter filling the air. They climbed mountains, swam in turquoise waters, and shared quiet moments under starlit skies. Their love was a beacon, guiding them through the trials and tribulations of life.

The feeling of loneliness and heartache was overwhelming, and I felt like I was drowning in an ocean of despair. In my dream, I realized that sometimes, the pursuit of love can lead to a nightmare of loneliness. It was a haunting reminder that love is not always guaranteed, and the fear of ending alone can turn a beautiful dream into a chilling nightmare. It was a jarring and sobering experience that left me longing and yearning when I woke up.

“Obsessed how?” “Like he would rather destroy them both than let her leave. And she wanted to run but kept coming back anyway.” I rubbed my arms, trying to shake off the lingering unease. “It felt so real. Like I was watching a memory instead of dreaming.” He was quiet for way too long. When he finally spoke, his voice was careful and measured. “Sometimes dreams feel real when we are processing strong emotions.” “Have you ever had dreams like that? About people who look like us?”

Marcus's eyes snapped open, and he sat up from the bed where he was laying, his heart racing like a jack rabbit from the vivid dream he just had. He rubbed his temples, trying to shake off the lingering emotions. In the dream, he was carrying a woman out of a burning building, her body limp in his arms. He hadn't seen her face, but his emotions had been intense, driven by a deep sense of love and concern. The dream's vivid imagery still lingered, and he could almost feel the intense heat of the flames engulfing him. Sweat dripped down his face, stinging his eyes. He rubbed his temples, trying to shake off the lingering fear.

“Did switch off the alarm yesterday night?” “Why would I do that? why you asking mate?” “I felt like someone was in our apartment, I don’t know, maybe it was a dream or something, it all just felt wrong” Trevor said. “It was definitely a dream because no one was here yesterday night.” He replied. “If it was a dream then that would be the weirdest dream I’ve ever had.” “Maybe if you sleep now it will come back.” He said jokingly Trevor looked at him with a serious face