' I saw you in a dream.
In this dream we're like roomies.
I was naked.
But you are there.
You are okay with it.
Pause.
The next day
I was chatting with my friends about it.
You came along with your black unbottoned shirt and your special black red dragon pants playing the piano
In Silent.
Somehow I knew what you're playing
Each keys, each melody
I knew what you're playing.
Everything was in silent
But I can feel it in my heart
Beat by beat
Melody by melody
And You know that I was feeling it too
The strange thing was
i can feel what you are playing even though you are playing in silent
And you know that I know what you are playing
And theres this connection between us
That made you smile
It was deep.
Somehow we know that we are soulmates
Creative soulmates
And somehow we know that when we meet, our souls are connected creatively
Finishing each other sentences
Like lovers.
Then you finished playing the piano silently.
You stood up
Stared at me
Smiled big
Like really big
Its like you have found someone that connects with you deeply
I can see the tear in your eyes
You didnt say anything
And then you walk away.
Its like at that moment
I knew,
I knew you are feeling the same way I do.
Its like you've approved that our souls are connected
Creatively.
And therefore,
We are creatively connected soulmates.
'
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Letters to Harry
Non-FictionTo all the fans and dreamers who dream to be Harry Styles's wife, partner, or girlfriend. This book is dedicated for you. I hope you're feeling what I feel too. --------------- This random fiction/short story compiled everything about what I feel...