I had a dream last night.  Everyone was pairing off.  My sister had a boyfriend and so did someone else important to me.  So there I was, singing a song in a field (people were watching, and for some reason most of them were Asian).  Someone started to approach, but I wasn't scared.

I ran, singing my song like I was in some sort of musical.  I ran along sloping hills and strange walls that served no purpose other than to be there for me to climb over to "escape" my pursuer.  He didn't give up (I could always see him out of the corner of my eye; he was blond).

Eventually, I ran onto this square bit of wall and stopped to rest.  I knew that he'd catch up and I wouldn't be able to run any longer, and I wanted to run again, but he was already there, commenting on how he'd caught me.

It was around dinner time.  I asked, "So where are you from?"

"North America," he said.  "Where, right about now, they're all having this mass ritual sit down for dinner."

For a moment, being me, I thought he'd said 'South' America and was confused.  "No, really."

"Really."  He also said some crack about Souten from InuYasha, but I don't remember it (something about being like Souten, I don't know).  He gave me an amused look like he knew what was wrong (I think).

I looked into his eyes, and I smiled.  I felt wanted, happy...  "You have pretty eyes," I murmured.

He did.  They were pale blue and so pretty...  He opened his mouth to reply, eyes soft.  I just knew he was about to return the compliment and I could see myself being with this boy...

I woke up, and my heart ached.  Why couldn't it have been real?