She prayed hard. She asked for signs. Signs that would lead her to the person that she would love forever, the one that is destined for her. She's hurting and it’s all because she thought she is in love. She wants to feel what Love is. She listens to music -- love songs. She read stories -- love stories; books about love and its magic. She watched movies and cried and feels good at the same time. Wondering and hoping one day she will find that special someone that would give her that special throbbing of the heart that she will spend the rest of her life with.
One night, she had a dream. It was her wedding day. But when the pastor asked them to kiss, she shouted and awaken. The man has no face. It’s only a silhouette. She then prayed that night and sleep again. The next morning she felt great.
On the back of her mind, she won’t tell anyone about that dream. She won’t tell how the place looks like but one thing is for sure, it’s not her dream wedding by the lake but she felt so comfortable, contented and happy.
Another dream. She was in some sort of a parking lot and she was waiting with some other people she will be working with. She notice this guy... she didn’t freaked out or something because everyone has a vivid face. And when she woke up, she knows that this would happen soon.
She had another dream. But this time, she was in a house doing laundry. She was with a man, - again a faceless man, she was talking to him. They were joking and playing. And she know deep in her heart -- this is the man she meant to be with forever.
The last two dreams are recurring. And it all stops... One day...
That fortunate day when she finally meets him; like the way in her dreams.
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