You Had Your Dreams I Had Mine Novels & Stories

“It’s true. I can’t say it with certainty, but what you dreamt of, what if its –” I shook my head, cutting her off. “I’ve never had a dream – nightmare, where I can’t remember what it was about the next morning, yes. But I’ve had nightmares, Janine. Plenty, especially after I left Moonstone and that was all it was. Nightmares.”

I will pretend I was sleeping alone. "It's my pleasure. Sweet dreams. Please dream of me." Still with my eyes closed, I responded, "I would rather have a nightmare than dream of you."

The question was gentle, not accusatory, but it still hurt. I was quiet for a moment, trying to find the right words. "Because I felt invisible," I said finally. "Like I was competing with your dreams and losing." He was silent, processing. "You were never competing," he said. "You WERE the dream. You were always the dream." "Then why did it feel like I wasn't?" He sighed, his hand tightening around my shoulder.

I broke down in the hall way. *************************************************************************************************** I jerked up, sweat adorned my skin. I hated my dreams, they had the potential to be true. I had seen a pattern. But then what about all the sweet good dreams I had of Jake? Were they not valid?

Justin breathed, his voice low and fierce, “is to let them ruin that little beautiful dream you’ve carried throughout these years.” The words broke something inside me. I had so many dreams, countless ones, but none had ever come to life. They slipped through my fingers every time, leaving me with nothing but empty hands and aching hope. And now? The only dream I had left was us. Would I ever get to live that dream? Would he be strong enough to carry it with me? Or would the world, cruel and merciless, take that away too?

For us. “You know, I thought we’d never get here,” I admitted, letting my eyes search his. “After everything… I thought maybe happiness like this was only a dream.” “Me too,” he said softly. “But dreams have a funny way of coming true when you least expect them. And when you fight for them.”

"Dreams are like wishes in your heart's own song, While under rainbows and sunshine, they belong. Through suffering, through pain, they shine so brightly, In the darkest of nights, they light up the fight. Believe in your dreams, through thick and thin, A beacon of hope when life feels thin. No matter the struggles that may ensue, The dream you yearn for will come to you" “Somebody seemed happy,” I heard someone speak. I chuckled at myself realizing my best friend was standing in front of me, arms crossed on her chest, and shaking her head as she looked at me. “So happy that she totally ignored her best friend calling her name for a minute now.”

“Not yet.” His eyes searched mine. “But they will.” I leaned down, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “I’ll make sure of it.” He nodded once and in the quiet that followed, he whispered: "I dreamed the stars were gone.” I froze. “Me too,” I said. Neither of us said what we were thinking. That dreams weren’t always just dreams anymore.

I always dreamed of a family. I guess dreams do come true

I watched her lay down again and closed her eyes. I sighed, looking around again before laying back down. "Its just a dream" I murmured before closing my eyes. .