The dream

Toshiro had a dream last night. He was happy in his dream, because he was with his loved one. It was like old times, when they would talk to eachother. they were having a cup of coffee then. Everything else was white and blurry but Toshiro saw her soo clearly, she was there in front of him, he was there in front of her, he reached out to touch her hand, he felt the warmth of her hand. could this be true? Is she really here with me? I hope this never ends. Toshiro told himself but exactly at that moment, something caught his eye and he turned to his left. She was there smiling and walking away. Then Toshiro awoke, at first, silence, then he heard his fan buzzing, the birds chirping, the wind blowing, the leaves brushing against each other.

He was alone.