Date: 5/18/2017
By gabriel4031
I remember only seconds from this dream. I'm talking to Gabriel, face to face. He looks serious, though that is not unusual. It's typical. I'm glad to see him. I run my fingers through the lower portion of his hair, at his shoulders. I'm expressing amazement at seeing him for the first time in a long time. I'm not certain if I remember this correctly, but when I touch his hair, he says that it cannot be this way. I can't feel this way. His expression is conflicted. I want to kiss him, but I know he is right. He is an angel, I'm merely human. It cannot be. It's not even possible. His expression softens. "I can't visit you when you feel this way. I want to see you. It is the only way."