I Dream About You Novels & Stories

I braided my hair and left small amount of hair to both side of my face. Ang tagal naman ng panget na yon, akala ko pa naman nauna na sya dahil hindi nya ko sinundo, tapos hindi manlang mag text sakin ang baliw na yon. Napatayo ako nang biglang mamatay ang ilaw, tanging candles lang ang naiwan, oh my gosh, I hate darkness, oh my gosh. The other night dear, as I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my arms

sagot ko, namumula ang pisngi sa titig niya. He reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face. “You were smiling in your sleep. What were you dreaming about?” I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I should tell him. But then I decided to let my heart speak. “Us,” I admitted softly. “I was dreaming about us—our future, the life we’re building together.” Dylan’s expression softened further, and he leaned down to press a kiss to my forehead. “You have no idea how much that means to me, Amalia.”

Hindi ko alam na ganito pala yung mararamdaman ko the moment I have someone I can call as my friend. Matapos no'n ay napagdesisyunan na din nilang umuwi na dahil naggagabi na din naman. It was 10:30 in the evening and I was already preparing to sleep. I wonder what will be my dream tonight. Who will be the faces who's going to appear at my dream. Kung anong senaryo at kaganapan na naman ba na animo'y makatotohanan ang magaganap sa panaginip ko. Since that day, I always dreamed of some realistic scenario and one of it is when I met Yaela and Yuna. It was still not clear on me. How come they know me when I just met them in my dreams.

"I dreamed about you." Humalakhak ako. "So nakatulog ka d'yan?" "Daydreaming, baby. Nasa bahay lang tayo, nanonood ng palabas at kumakain ng chips." "Very specific," tawa ko. "You just sounded bored in there, Evie." "I am. Let's watch cinema tonight." "Okay. Comedy or romance?" "I don't know. I like you more." Kumawala sa akin ang malaking tawa at napailing ako. "Real smooth, Evron."

“Your turn.” Tahimik si Leonardo ng ilang segundo bago nagsalita. “My dream? To find someone I can share everything with… and never let her go.” Nagtagpo ang kanilang mga mata at sa lalim ng titig ni Leonardo, ramdam ni Ysabel ang init na unti-unting bumabalot sa kanya.

Hindi ko na mabilang kung ilang beses ko ng napanaginipan ang tagpong iyon. I have been trying to forget it—that one night of a passionate mistake that I had with Icarus and the night that I betrayed Ashton. I have been trying to wipe out that memory so many times already because every time I dream of it, my guilt just keeps on increasing, and it makes me want to throw up. But just like how I betrayed Ashton, my brain is betraying me too as it keeps reminding me of it through my dreams.

🎵Lying close to you, feeling your heart beating And I'm wondering what you're dreaming Wondering if it's me you're seeing Then I kiss your eyes And thank God we're together And I just want to stay with you in this moment forever Forever and ever.🎵 Ngayon ay nasa harap na niya ito. Nakangiting kinakantahan siya. She can't believe that the person she was dreaming for a long time ay mamahalin siya ng ganito. Dreaming him, dreaming about their future! Paulit-ulit niyang hinihining na sana siya iyong magugustuhan nito, at ang mamahalin. And she's thankful because god give what she wants. Binigay nito ang matagal na niyang hinihiling, ang makasama at mahalin ng lalaking kaharap niya. She want t

Tanong nito sa akin. Nagbaba ako ng tingin tsaka napabuntong- hininga. Tumango ako at umusog palapit sa kanya. Last night I decided to tell him my dreams, kasi pakiramdam ko hindi na lang ito simpleng panaginip lang. I know it has something to do about me...about my past. Minsan kahit nga kapag nag-iisa lang ako dito sa condo bigla na lang itong bumabalik sa alaala ko. "Palagi kasi akong nanaginip tungkol sa isang batang dinukot sa park. Hindi ko alam kong may kinalaman ba ito sa pagkatao ko o wala."

“I don’t know. Siguro yung mukhang motivated man lang. Not unlike your look right now. Dinaig mo pa ang kakagaling lang sa break up.” Napabuga siya ng hangin at napasandal sa swivel chair. “I’m not getting a decent sleep lately,” aniya. “Work? Dude, I already told you to—” “No, it’s not,” he said, cutting him off. Nahilot niya bigla ang sentido. “I keep on having this dream—like there was this girl who was crying and she kept on telling me that she wanted us to go home. But the next thing I knew she was already lying in a pool of blood.”

Bakit ba kasi malayo ito sa kaniya ngayon? “What was your dream about?” “You.” Pinag-iisipan ni Jemima kung ikukuwento niya ang detalye ng kaniyang panaginip. “I cried in my dream.” “Why?” Nagkaroon yata ng masamang panaginip ang asawa niya. At wala siya doon para i- comfort ito. “What was it?” “You met other woman there. I saw you,… I saw you naked with a beautiful woman.”