And so the experiment beings....
She thought of him daily. HAD thought of him from the first second she saw him,recognized him,knew who he was and who he had always been...to her. Constant thoughts of him from the moment she woke to the moment she fell asleep. She knew that even in dreams he remained. Not that she minded dreaming of him. She just, at times, wished for an escape from these endless thoughts of a man she knew belonged with her,had always belonged by her side yet,somehow this time around he had eluded her. Only in fragments did they meet now.
This particular dream of him was different somehow. More vivid, more real than ever be