Am I Dreaming?

Some days I close my eyes hoping to see the future, a future that I'd like to be in. Some days I see myself in the forest. I feel the wind, I smell the great redwoods. I suddenly realise someone holding me. This is my dream, right? I should know if someone is holding me. Alas, I look up and it's him. I breathe in his familiar smell, so very welcoming. I turn to face him, I didn't know his face would be so close and... so perfect. I didn't know his space could be mine without any warning. The way his eyes adore me, it makes it hard to breathe sometimes. Even in this dream, I can feel all the emotions running through me as if he were really here. He doesn't give me a choice, he brings me in. Our lips meet, oh how my heart beats. My surprise lasts for seconds as thrill and happiness swirl around as butterflies to pterodactyls, growing in my stomach. I almost want to let go and leave from this situation, is this too much? I don't know what to do but I almost feel like puddy, I'm unable to do anything. I finally am aware of my surroundings, aware of my limp limbs. I can do one of two things, I can push away or pull in closer. I have a side thought of pushing away as I pull closer to this wonderful being. I can't believe it. I have found and captured the one and only specimen of human worth capturing. It is mine, and I've decided not to share. I'm sorry world, but I can't bring myself to share such treasure. I think all of this through the kiss. We let go at the same time, wanting more. I breathe in a few times. He chuckles and brings me in once more as I step on his toes to possibly be level with his face. As my head rushes to his... I wake. I breathe as if out of breath and almost cry for it was indeed, only a dream. Now to go on with this unfortunate day without my wish being true. Maybe some day...