A boy in my dream It's not a romantic poem or a love letter. Sometimes people just need to write down what they feel not matter it's sweet or hurt. I don't really know what I'm doing now but there's one thing I'm so sure about, it's all about that boy in my dream. He's not tall but he has strong arms, he holds my hand in his when I feel scared. I look into his eyes, jesus, they're green as green can be. I love the way he stares at me like I'm the only thing he cares about on the entire planet. He calls me puppy and that becomes my only nickname. It smells like heaven when he sits right beside me. Damn it, I lost in those feelings, feeling about him. However, the pathetic part is that I didn't even get his name yet. What would be his name? Jack? Greg? Asron? or Grayson? I dunno. At least not yet. I dream about him very often, I hope I'll meet him soon, Mr. Charming. XOXO