Dream

 “It’s only a dream,” she said desperately, hot tears falling.

“We can’t really touch, we can’t be together. It’s not allowed,” she continued.

“I don’t care,” he said.

He really didn’t care. It didn’t seem like a dream to him. It felt real. And even in a dream he was not going to give up on her, not for anyone.

No force in heaven or hell could make him. For him, she wasn’t dead. She was alive like a white golden light in the darkness.

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