Before We Met

"There he is again," I peer around the corner, hiding.

I've been... having these... dreams.. lately.
They say it runs in the family.
How would I know?
My only family is my older sister.

And she's the most normal, tame human being ever.
How could I ever tell her: "I think I met my soulmate"?
The weirdest part? I've never even met him. It's all in those... dreams...

"vanessa! wake up!"
"how long was I out for?"
"you skipped breakfast AND lunch."
"oh God! it's getting worse..."


I can't say when they started... but recently, I think I've fallen in love with a person that doesn't exist.

Is it fate?
Or karma?
Or is it going to end so badly that I can never speak to anyone about it?
After all, it's all in my head.

"I'm sorry I threw a rock at you, ha ha. Dream physics doesn't work any easier than real physics!" I say
"Who are you?" he looks scared. Oh no. Why me?!?




"Where am I?"
"You're in the hospital. You fainted."
"That jerk put me in the hospital?!"