"Wake Up," said Reality.

I dreamt of you last night.

Nothing grand. We were simply hanging out at your place. Watching movies. Eating some popcorn. Then you fell asleep on my lap. I don’t know why, but I am usually aware that I’m in a dream when I’m dreaming. Maybe I knew– deep inside– that it was all too good to be true.

So I whispered to your ear, “Sana totoo ‘to. Sana nandito ka na lang.” (I hope this is true. I hope you’re really here.)

Then I woke up, tears welled up in my eyes. Reality really does hit you hard.