The other night, I've had a dream, someone kissed the back of my hand. I haven't seen the person's face as it is blurry, I wondered who the person is, will I ever see them? will I ever recognize them in waking life? Do they exist? Does my dream means something?
Oh, I had a similar dream once. I totally forgot it! But well I really know how you feel. I asked myself the same question back then.
I know I wrote it down somewhere and made a short story about it, because I didn’t wanted to forget the feeling.
I just remembered it when I read your post. I haven’t thought about it in ages. I need to look if I can find it. …
YES!!! Found it. The story was still on my laptop. đ That’s great. I really loved the feeling I had when I woke up from the dream.
I’m sorry. English is not my first language. I worte the story in my native language and just translated it for you. I’m sure I made a ton of grammar errors in it.
But I just had to share it with you.
So here it goes – my “Dream”-Story:
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Title: “Kissed awake”
We have spend the whole night side by side. We were lying on a matress on the floor near the window. Wrapped in a thick and cozy cover, very close to each other. His closeness was somehow intoxicating me.
It was raining outside. It was almost a heavy storm. We were lying on our stomachs and were looking at the game cards, which he had spread in front of us. He was sorting them out. And we were talking to each other softly. Every now and then I had to touch him over and over again. I reached out to him. I was softly running my fingertips over the side of his face and pushed the strand of hair behind his ear so I could see his eyes again.
I wasnât agitated or tense or aroused or something. I just needed to look at him. To touch him. To feel him. He acted like it was normal, that I couldnât keep my fingers from him. It simply felt so good. I just felt right.
He was at my side the whole night. And nothing serious happened between us. We just spend the time together. And when the morning came and he got up. But I just wanted to stay snuggled to his side. I didnât want it to end. I looked out of the window. Raindrops were falling onto the street and for me it looked like a leaking faucet.
I really hat to show him that. To share the observation with him.
I softly called out his name and said to him that he should come back because I had to show him something. He came back to me, laid himself down and looked out of the window.
The same pull that had attracted me yesterday evening to him was now pulling him to me. He took my hand and intertwined his fingers with mine, while he lay down behind me to see what I was looking at. His other hand was resting on my thigh. This were the only contacts I could feel. I closed my eyes and I was savoring his closeness while he was looking out of the window.
I felt distinctly, that he was really here with me right now. And that he knew why I had to show him the raindrops. I have never been so aware of his presence.
Suddenly my whole world was reduced to the warmth, he was sharing with me and to our intertwined hands. He was so close to me. But now he came even closer and leaned towards me over my shoulder. I completely stopped thinking. His closeness and warmth were simply overwhelming. And then he slowly and endlesly tender kissed the corner of my mouth. In that moment just wanted to stop time and see the warmth in his eyes.
And then I opend my eyes and I was lying in my bed in my apartment alone. âIt was just a dream!â, I thought. âHe was just an illusion of my mind. I deamed him. It was not real!â
But still, the presence of his warmth was lingering around me. The echo of his embrace was still there. I could feel it. And then, i welcomed the new day with a contend smile on my lips.
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Well. What do you think? Does it matter that it was just a dream or does it matter how you felt when you dreamed it?
Thank you aplenty! You’ve made an effort to translate your dream story, I am delighted and honored. Thank you! Thank you! Ă You’re thoughtful and you have a knack for writing.
It was just a dream but it can happen in real life. Serenity was felt at that time. The act of the other person showed a sign of respect. Oh girl, did I felt safe and anxiety-free. It was a nice feeling, I was like floating.
How about yours? Have you ever felt like you’ve met that person? And did some part of your dream happened in real life?
Hello again!
Your welcome. It’s not a problem for me to translate it. Actually, I started working for a Company that is part of an American Corporation three years ago. And therefore, our Companyâs official language is English. But of course, we talk and write in our native language, when we communicate our colleagues in our office at our site here. But since our products are traded worldwide the go-to-language on the global market is English. And I really do like the language. Itâs just, that our grammar is pretty different from yours and thatâs the reason why my sentences might sound strange sometimes.
Any way, it was fun to translate it, because this way I revisited the dream.
And you are the reason why I remembered it in the first place so: Thank you to you, too. đ
Well, it was really âjustâ a dream. And the only part that I experienced in âreal lifeâ was that I woke up from it with a feeling of contentment. And I havenât dreamed anything this vivid since that time. I actually wrote (and dreamed it) in 2004. So, it was 13 years ago. Oh my god, I’m getting old! LOL
You got it right. Serenity, respect, feeling save and anxiety-free. This floating feeling â Itâs kind of likeâŠhm like the world took a step to the side. – Or you yourself did. It was just like that. It was like when the world stops for a moment and rests in complete contentment before it starts breathing normal again. Yes, the feeling was kind of like that.
But well, I never felt like this with somebody since that one time. Or at least not to that level. At that moment I knew that it was a unique experience. That was the reason why I simply had to write it down. So, I tried to âbottle it upâ into words.
Iâm not sure if you can really feel like this with somebody in real life. It might be that this is too perfectionist to be real. If you set your standards for a partner this high you probably might never find him or her.
Because, letâs be honest. Nobody is perfect – Itâs a clichĂ©. But still true. Sometimes what we do to each other is simply horribly. And we do hurt others with our actions or words pretty deep. I am no exception to that. I know that I have hurt people, even if I didnât wanted to do it. I know Iâm not perfect and thatâs why it wouldnât be right to expect others to be it.
But I believe that doesnât mean, that you canât come close to that feeling with the right person. Finding a partner that respects you, with whom you can share simply everything with. Yes, I think that many people feel the longing for that. Finding a true partner â an equal. Somebody you can help and who helps you when you struggle. In my eyes thatâs something truly valuable. I havenât found him yet. But I will keep looking. đ Meanwhile Iâm okay on my own. And for me that is something special, too.
I do have a knack for Quotes. For me, itâs like pieces of a puzzle. Sometime they just fit.
They fit to each other or to the situation I am experiencing when I find the quote. Every time when I find a puzzle piece like that, I save it somewhere. On my mobil, my laptop, or on Facebook. Because it kind of feels important in that moment. And then, later on, I sometimes find other pieces that simply fit to the first one.
I have one of those quotes for you:
Itâs from Ian S. Thomas (An author who wrote a book called âI wrote this for youâ) and I found the quote on Facebook on the site of âwordables.â
Itâs another puzzle piece that called out to me. Just like your post did. The reason for that is: Every time I find one of these connecting pieces, I know with absolutely certainty that there is someone (or more than one person) out there, who felt exactly like I did!
One was you, one was me and one was him and another one was probably the person who posted it on Facebook. People, who feel connected somehow closely through a shared feeling.
So, to answer one of your original questions â Yes in some ways feelings like that do exist in real life, because here and there I âve glimpsed fragments of evidence that it is real.
I hope I could give you an answer with this. At least a small piece of it.
Have a great day! Be blessed!
Thoughtless