My Magical Dream Is You 
Have you ever found someone who wasn't a part of your plans, yet somehow became a part of every dream your heart holds close?
Some dreams are born when we close our eyes, while others quietly find a home in our hearts.
You became one of mine.
Not a dream I wished for, nor someone I ever planned to find. Just a beautiful, unexpected presence that made its way into my world and slowly became a part of my heart.
Funny how the heart never asks permission before choosing its favourite person. One day, they are simply someone you know, and before you realise it, they have become someone your heart looks for in the quietest moments.
A song, a familiar word, a fleeting thought… and somehow, there they are again. Not beside you, perhaps, but somewhere within you.
I don't know if every dream is meant to come true. Perhaps some dreams enter our lives not to be possessed, but to show us how beautifully the heart can feel.
And perhaps that's what makes certain people so special. They leave little traces of themselves in our ordinary days, turning the simplest things into memories we hold a little closer.
I don't know what tomorrow holds, or where life's paths may lead. I only know that some people become precious to us in ways we never anticipated, and no matter how quietly we carry those feelings, their meaning remains our own.
So, if someone ever asks me what my dream is, I might not speak of places I wish to visit, things I wish to own, or a future I wish to build.
Perhaps I will simply smile and say…
My dream is you
Not because I know how the story ends, or because I expect a dream to become mine, but because you are a beautiful part of the story my heart will always remember.
And maybe, just maybe, the sweetest dreams aren't always the ones we get to live.
Some are simply the ones our hearts are grateful to have known.
And if dreams have a language of their own, perhaps mine has always been whispering the same name… even when my lips remain silent.
