That's what Friends are for...

I had that dream again last night...you know, the one where I'm me, and you're you, but everything else is completely different. We were at my house, but it didn't look like my house. And your girlfriend was there, only it wasn't really her. You told me a secret, a seven-word sentence that you had been hiding in your heart for the past ten years.

Your secret changed me; I could instantly see it in my face, and feel it deep within my soul. It was like being trapped in a dungeon for thousands of years, only to discover that the key was in your pocket the whole time. It was like being deaf your entire life, and then, in your final moments, being able to hear an angel whisper.

I have played the moment over and over in my head like a Michael Jackson record. I fast forward through the boring stuff, and pause it for the good part. It's what I always wanted to hear, and the way it always should have turned out.

"Why are you acting so wierd?"
"Do you want to know? Do you really want to know?"
"Yes. Tell me. I'm dying to know why you've turned into such a jerk!"
"Because I'm still in love with you!"

A tear escaped from your eye, and a gasp was released from my breath...

"But...but for how long, or have you never stoppe..."

My alarm clock jolts me back into reality.
I guess there are some questions I'll never know the answer to, some dreams that will only ever take life in my heart...