A poem... To go along with a new story idea.

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Reality Meets Dream State

Of all the times I came to you

This is when I came unglued

To watch you smile with some other dude

I honestly had no clue what to do.

You were mine in my dreams

reality shifting at the seams

As he sits there before you

The thoughts drift slowly to shore

Reminding you of a tour

through the dream state 

Where our love could truly sore

Tell me this wasn't a mistake.

The boy with the dark red hair that fell in his face sat staring hard at me. It was a bit unsettling and the longer he looked at me the more uncomfortable I became. Only issue with all of this is the fact that I can't talk to him nor will I look in his direction. When my boyfriend returned to the table, I gave him a soft smile as I went to sip my chamomile tea. My ears were burning from my hyper awareness of the mysterious boys eyes on me.

"Are we still going to the concert tonight?" Jack asked brushing a strand of hair from my slightly flushed face. His smile faded when his eyes drifted over to the boy who was steadily burning a hole in the back of my head. I turned to look at him now. I wish I hadn't...

My heart pounded so hard against my chest when his eyes locked in on mine. They were dark and inviting almost pulling me from my chair to be closer to him. But Jack...

"Ollie?"

I whipped back around so fast the room spun making me clutch the edge of the table.

"Ye-yea?" my face was beet red at this point. There was no denying that... What's worse is my boyfriend sitting across from me with a confused look on his face wasn't the cause of it.

"Do you know him?" He pointed behind my head. No way in hell was I looking back at that gorgeous creature. Shit... Did I just say that? My eyes searched Jack's for some sort of understanding.

"No..." that was a lie, the red-haired boy invaded my dreams every night. Taking me places I had never been before. He was just a dream though... So, Am I dreaming right now? Or...

"TAKE A PICTURE IT LAST LONGER!" He called to the mysterious boy. The boy smirked taking a sip from his coffee before getting up and walking out of the little coffee shop. He looked almost disappointed when he passed by the table we were sitting at. Why did my heart hurt to see him that way? If he was the same boy from my dreams... His name is Yoongi.

"Creep..." Jack murmured reaching out to take my hand, but I recoiled from him. Not sure why I did that... He scowled at me.

"What?"

I looked towards the door where Yoongi had just left wondering if it really was him. But if that was him does that mean my dreams were real? Guilt started to pool in my stomach with rapid thoughts consuming my confused brain.

"Ollie... Who was that?" He seemed a bit irritated at my silence taking my face in both hands he held my gaze. My lips pulled into a tight line trying to figure out what I could say that wouldn't sound crazy.

"No... but I have seen him before." Yea, that would work.

"Then why are you acting the way you are?"

I bit the inside of my cheek while racking my brain for some sort of explanation but coming up short.

"Ollie?!" I must have zoned out longer for an answer than I had intended.

"I don't know... it's most unsettling."

He grumbled something under his breath I couldn't make out and left me sitting there in my now panicked state of confusion.

Here's the cover 💜