Quotes About Dreams Of Love Novels & Stories

"Why are you asking something that will definitely upset you? Wouldn't it be better if you didn't need to know?" "You know, Aiden? Even though I'll be angry and hurt by your honesty, it's still better than me having to keep believing that you love me as much as I love you. That lie, even though it sounds sweet, will turn into a deadly poison in the end." "Why don't you just love a man who loves you?" "I'd rather fight for my dream than have to be a dream that other people are fighting for. I'm free to love anyone. Isn't that, right?"

“You never knew how strong you are until being strong is your only choice.“ Dreaming something big is not sin right?, Closing my eyes trying to distract myself from the pain, in my heart, I dream about a beautiful house, a loving family, and seeing myself as a businesswoman. What else I can dream.

Something that will endure for as long as the stars in the sky do. I despise having beautiful dreams about you, Cloud. I despise it because it makes us look like everything we aren't in real life. In my dreams, you claim me as your own and infuse my life with a vibrant array of colors. All you say in my dreams is "I love you," and you do all of the things that make my heart skip a beat in real life. I despise dreaming about you because it reminds me of how much I wished to be with you; however, our time together has passed and you are no longer here. These dreams only serve to instill false hopes in me that I am yours, before jolting me back to reality, where "You and I" can never be - which

I feel cloud nine and I was wishing that If this is a dream please don't wake me up. "Am I dreaming because if I'm dreaming I don't want to wake up ever again" That was Vincent whisper to my ear? And I smile Because we have the same thought so it means We really love each other right? "You are not dreaming" I'm not dreaming, I murmur to myself. "Thank you for forgiving me and taking care of our baby, I promise from now on I will be with you all the time even if you push me away I will never Think that you mean it because you love me always and forever"

I mutter with a small smirk, brushing a hand through my hair like I didn't just bare my soul thirty seconds ago. We sit there for minutes, just the clinking of glasses and quiet music playing between us. He leans in again, eyes serious but soft. "What do you dream about?" "You mean... like at night, or in life?" "Both." I smile, heart racing. "At night? Sometimes I dream of running. Freedom. No responsibilities. Just me and the wind. In life? I guess... peace. Love that doesn't break me. A place that feels like mine." He swallows. Once. Hard. His throat bobs like he's choking something down, regret, maybe. Or a truth with too many teeth.

Her voice was a siren's call, beckoning me to explore the depths of our shared emotions, to dive into the sea of possibilities that our connection holds. In these dreams, time lost its grip on reality, and I was consumed by the profound emotions that blossomed between us. The love that blossomed within me feels authentic, genuine, transcending the boundaries of my conscious existence. It was a love that ignites a flame deep within my heart, a flame that burns with an intensity I could not ignore.

For in the realm of dreams, where anything is possible, love takes flight and blossoms into a breathtaking journey of shared moments and heartfelt connections. And so, as I surrender to the allure of sleep, I hold onto the hope that one day, my dreams will intertwine with reality, and the love I yearn for will become a cherished reality. Until then, I find solace in the warmth of my hugging pillow, my heart filled with the promise of love's sweet embrace.

Marie Have you ever heard that ridiculous saying that delusional people share on their F******k, no offence, the one that goes something like the reason you can't fall asleep is because you're awake in someone else's dream. That quote. I can't believe people actually believe that. But then again sometimes, when I'm wide awake in the middle of the night, what if that's true, and if so who could possibly be dreaming about me? Is it the love of my life or a complete stranger? Is it my mom or my enemy. We can't control our dreams is what people often say, then why is it that most of our dreams revolve around the people we care about the most or the least?

“You made me realize how precious love is. It’s so perfect that sometimes… I fear it’s a dream.” Warmth flooded my chest, spreading until it ached. I leaned into him, resting my head against his shoulder, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “Well,” I whispered, my voice trembling despite myself, “it’s not a dream. It’s real life. The very life I dreamt of for so long.” The words spilled out before I could stop them. “I always imagined having a mate,” I confessed quietly. “Someone who would love me, cherish me, and stand by me. No matter how broken or difficult things become.”

But I did not have the courage, I just thought I would do that I was embarrassed. I fell asleep thinking and was not aware of what was happening. as long as I was in the middle of sleep when I heard a faint word, I looked like I was dreaming. "I love you, my moon. Goodnight." A dream that gave me thousands of hopes, even better in the dream world he loves me. Hopefully as well in the real world.