I was giving you a piggyback ride, and even if it was in my dream, my heart was pounding with joy as you were clinging onto my back so tightly. I couldn't remember where we were going, or why because I guess it didn't matter. My head only chose to remember the ride, the laughter, and the intimacy we shared, and nothing else. When I woke up with a start, I couldn't help but beam widely the whole time. It felt silly to have dreamed of such a thing, but at the same time, wasn't it magical to actually get to experience something before you even have a chance to in real life?