Starts with a dream...

When you are young you don't know anything about life. When you're a teenager it's even worse.
So there was me, a sweet naive 16 years old with hopes and dreams of happy ever after. A happy girl with nothing to hide, still a little child at heart, not broken by the future that came soon after. No worries and no fears, just smiles and laughter. If only she had known what was to come...
The girl i barely remember now dreamt of the one, she used to try and picture perfect every little detail with drops of pink. She used to hold a diary of all the small wishes she had. Oh, how i wish to get her back!
It was a summer night. A quiet one. Vacation. She fell asleep early and started dreaming like she did the nights before.
And still this night was different. The hot air took her to a white beach with blue waters. Lay down on the sand looking at the sky and she enjoyed the breeze, so lovely dream, one when you know youre dreaming.
The voice that called her was unknown, and still he called her like he wasnt a stranger. She got up and looked at the ocean. He was waving and calling her in. She realised she knew him, he was her one and only! She run torwards him and jumped into the water. They reached each other soon and their hands met. So familiar so perfect. She couldnt see anything but his eyes, his face was blurry still, like the salted water was making her view unclear. But the eyes...their blue shade showed her time itself with past, present and future.. the look in them: so full of every promise in the world. The way she felt being under his stare was more then heaven...compared to that one would call heaven hell. He took her in his arms and kiss her forhead, the waves keeping them above water. The girl raised her head, him looking down on her and she leaned for a perfect kiss. Their lips were close when she woke up suddenly looking thru the room in search for sand and water. He was gone but he would never be forgotten...