My Snowman

I had a strange dream. There was a girl and a guy, in a cold snow.

I saw a girl under a bridge. I could tell that she was really mad and upset. She was screaming and crying to a guy in front of her. It seems like she's breaking up with him. He keeps on trying to calm her down. It seems to me like he'll never give up on her. Patience was written all over him. But the girl never stopped crying. She looked all messed up and horrible.

That went on for a really long time and I got really cold. Snow was falling even heavier now. It was as cold as the girl was. I got tired of following their drama and I turned around. That's when a saw a guy standing behind me. I didn't realize when he came but it seems like to me that he has been standing there the whole time. I told him I was cold, and that I was sleepy. He didn't utter a single word. We just laid down on the cold snow. I don't know why, I didn't feel so cold anymore. He puts his jacket on me and we faced each other. I could feel his warmth without a single touch. We were staring at each other. The fact that we didn't know each other wasn't even awkward at all. It was peaceful and calming. It's like we're travelling in each other's eyes, trying to find a place called home. I feel safe, after a really long time.

When I looked back under the bridge, the couple was gone. And then I fell asleep. I woke up at a different place. I never knew what happend to the guy who accompanied me. I didn't even know his name. I thought about him every once in a whole now. I really want to get to know him. I call him, my Snowman. And it was a strange dream.