Will You Be Mine, Again?
I open my eyes; so that I could at least see his pretty face.
My vision blurs and slowly it starts to get clear. But instead of seeing the love of my life a.k.a Shawn Mendes, I see my baby blue silk pillowcase. I look at my tableside clock, the time flashed, four am.
“Ugh, it was a dream again, Lord, when will this happen for real!”
On cue, my phone stops blaring.
I look up and whisper, “Should I take it as a sign, am I going to unite with the love of my life?”
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