Will See You Soon

WILL SEE YOU SOON
Written by Jezreel Madsa

I dreamed three nights ago, that was during my Graduation Day, my friends just suddenly dropped a heavy bombshell—i.e. they had my eyes blindfold and it was to my great surprise that when they took off the covering the only person I beheld at the disclose of my sight was no other than my girlfriend—Theophilus Wenkaii!. 

I was in deep awestruck that it made me speechless for a minute or two. I just couldn’t believe the woman I have been chatting with in the messenger would finally come out just right there face to face. Boom! At that very moment, I had experienced a foresight of what paradise really looked like. The feeling was extremely strange in a beautiful way. You see, it was one of the best wishes I desire; i.e. to see my girlfriend in the real world. I really wanted to see her in all that she is. 

Guess what, she smiled at me and that sufficed to create a sparkle in my eyes. That was probably the loveliest experience I had ever felt my entire life. I did not hesitate to embrace her even if I knew that it was completely off the mark. It didn’t matter to me, after all. I seemed to apprehend that time that everything was a just a dream. So I gave her a hug and kissed her on the forehead. I told her afterwards that I would be seeing her someday at the other realm of reality. 

It was then that I suddenly woke up. But be that as it may, the smile that I had in my dreams, nevertheless, remains engraved at the wake on the bed.

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