Wyndreskia Diaries| On-going✔️

I was laying down

on the grass, caressing

a dandelion between

my fingertips.

A wind kissed my face,

The cold touches my soul

The chirps of birds,

Sang my very own song.

I was on a meadow

Alone and peaceful,

dreaming again which

was I'm aware of.

A dream when a host aware of it; the dreamer may be able to some control everything he/she wanted to do within the dream.

A lucid dream they say.

And of course,

I did experienced them a lot.

When I was in middle of a meadow, hearing the running water rustles noises in the waterfall.

Someone sat beside me.

And I can feel his gaze through me, watching me on my face as if he was reading something and it was kinda creepy even though it was just a dream.

I was about to ignore him when he began to spoke.

"Why is it your smiling yet you're eyes says the opposite?"

"Cause smilling helps you to hide your true feelings without anyone getting attention to you especially when they misunderstands you. "

"So you're just like going to give up, huh?" makes me confused abit.

"There's nothing I can do. What if I'm tired of fighting a battle that never ends? What if I'm tired of having to be strong?" with tired tone.

"You don't have to fight this alone. We can do this together. You're not alone anymore." he leaned forward as he placed his hand on top of hers, feeling the sparks with his warmth touch as if we'd been bonded for so long.

"I wish I could believe you. But I was raised in a different background than you. I know how evil and painful the world really is. It's useless to think otherwise." I pulled my hand away.

"What do you mean?" he looked confused.

What a strange man..

Why does it feel I've met him before?..