One of the first scenes I remember was me running towards him as he was walking along the beach with a friend. His eyes dilated uncontrollably when he saw me. It was as if he were surprised that a girl like me would actually want to be in his presence. The only words that came out of his mouth were "Wow! Look at you!" This scene happened exactly two times.
I guess I was staying at some sort of a resort that was located right by the beach. I remember thinking he wasn't my type and that he adored me way too much. Maybe that's how it's going to be, though (I'll meet him without actually realizing he's what I want or deserve).
The second scene I remember dreaming was one of him and I sitting on dark blue beach blankets and watching a TV that was hanging up in one of the bars by the beach. He ordered food and I just sat there next to him, knowing and feeling that something big was about to happen. He put his left arm around me and I leaned onto his shoulder. It felt really weird to me at first, because I had literally only just met the guy. He didn't seem to mind though.
I guess I didn't seem to mind either, because a few seconds later, I got the closest to him I had ever gotten with any guy before (both physically and emotionally). He adjusted himself so that he would be sitting directly behind me, so as to enclose me in front of him on the ground. I think I moved out of the position once or twice, but we somehow always managed to get right back into it without knowing it.
It just felt so natural to both of us. I felt so protected and warm. But most of all, I felt adored. My mom eventually walked around the corner of the bar and saw us, which was actually one of the reasons why I chose to move out of the position in the first place. I wasn't sure how she would react to us, you know...Being so close to each other like that after we had only just met.
Surprisingly, she acted like everything was completely fine. She even shed a slight smile from what I could tell. My soulmate had a voice kind of like Pacey's character from Dawson's Creek. He even looked kind of like Pacey's character from Dawson's Creek (and no, I haven't been watching that show lately)!
He had all of the qualities I've wanted in my soulmate since I was 16, though: a voice that isn't too low or too high, a big guy with brown hair, big, brown eyes, and skin like mine.
I remember watching and hearing him willingly ask my brother if he liked the food he had gotten from the bar. What made this moment particularly strange was that we were all standing in the formal dining room of my grandparents house. My brother was working on something, but they both just naturally got along. It was as if they were already family.
Whenever my soulmate and I were together, he made it known to the world that I was his. Whether it meant putting his left arm (yes, exactly left arm) around me as he was talking to my brother, or cuddling me in his lap with his hands on my waist while we were watching the TV under the bar, my soulmate was certainly more than okay with showing the world how proud he was to be with me.
It was the first time I had ever felt completely comfortable with a guy, no matter what we did. Everything seemed as if it were all meant to be. Nothing was forced. Our relationship made sense to my mom and brother even if it barely made any sense to me. I guess that's because it was the first time I had ever been treated so well by a significant other of mine. I didn't think I deserved any of it.
One of the final scenes I remember dreaming was me taking a bite of my brother's food that my soulmate was asking him about. It was a salad that I absolutely did NOT like, so I ended up going to the trashcan in my grandparents kitchen to spit it out.
I looked up from the trashcan and saw one of my best friends out of the corner of my eye. We both just started laughing at each other uncontrollably. I remember thinking that my laugh sounded so goofy, but soon witnessed my soulmate in the distance. He was just listening and smiling out of admiration for how cute it was, despite how goofy it may have sounded to me.
The last scene I remember dreaming was one of my soulmate just whispering the words "Come on", and then attempting to lead me somewhere we could be alone together. Something inside told me that he knew we were both ready to share our very first kiss together as a couple.
And you know what? Despite how soon it was...I was ready to kiss him too.
I'll admit, there were a few times in my dream when the setting didn't make any sense, or when my soulmate even resembled a few of the other guys I've known. But maybe the only reason for that is because those guys were all meant to be representations of what I once wanted but would no longer want after finally meeting him.
However, there were also moments where I knew I was only with him, my true soulmate. For instance, I remember thinking I had never seen a guy like him before, but I was also completely mesmerized by how naturally and unconditionally loving he was. I just couldn't understand why he never seemed to get enough of me, no matter how much time we spent together. He was everything good I never thought I'd deserve.
He was unbelievable, much like how I know he's going to be when we finally do meet.
I only wish I would have found out what his name is, where he grew up, and everything else I've been wondering about him for such a long time now. Unfortunately, only time will reveal those unknown facts. It's just God's beautiful way of keeping me even more excited for the surprises that await me.
Regardless, it was one of the most vivid and unforgettable dreams I will always be blessed to say that I had.
