It was that one night that I dream about 'her'.
The 'her' that only existed in my dream. That one and only vivid dream.
Our meeting was a sudden one. As she appeared with a partner as some kind of agent.
Then that was when i set my eyes on her.
She was so kind and lovey. Words cannot describe how much i fell in love with her.
And not long after, we got to hang out for the very first time.
It was a wonderful experience.
Although i cannot get her name or any form of contact as she said she was some kind of top secret agent.
Despite the fact that she was a secret agent, we hang out a lot more often.
As time past, i fell in love with her deeper and deeper.
Till one day fate tore us apart.
One day, another agent came in. Not knowing what was his motive. But i was framed.
Framed for something that i have not done at all.
He climbed out of the window and faked a suicide.
That was when my memory about this dream got blurry.
And i never got to saw her ever again.
Our meeting and our parting both suffered the same fate, it was both so sudden.
Even my greatest regret in a dream is not even knowing her name.
Sadly as I am typing this story, I am slowly forgetting her looks.
This was indeed, a vivid dream.
A dream and memory I hope not to forget. Because she was my,
Dream Girl.
