I had a dream about you. Only, it wasn't you. Not really, anyway. You were different, physically but also in attitude. But after a while, it felt okay, it felt like you. As if my brain adapted and didn't care.
Maybe that was because I didn't really know you and I haven't really seen you a lot. In spite of this, you had apparently talked a lot about me to your friends and they all knew who I was.
I had just woken up and hadn't even brush my teeth yet. And there loads of messages on my phone from you. Photos and all. I got out of bed and went somewhere and I saw you. You came and started to grab my hips gently and telling me nice things. I was surprised since you really hadn't shown that much interest in me. I told you so and you said: I was being tough.
But I'm interested in you, believe me. And you kissed me like I've never been kissed before.
Something felt wrong. I couldn't put my finger on it and so I just went with it.
You were going to Vegas, and you had bought me a ticket, even though we weren't going out. I didn't really get why you were doing this but again, I just went with it. We were going for a week, with your friends (who already saw us married).
Some more weird stuff happened. But it is so weird it's difficult to write.
That's it for today. I'm still confused.
I liked the kiss, though.
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