She always appeared in my dreams. I remember her name, her face, and everything we did together. I once wanted nothing more than to stay by her side. She made me feel safe and happy. Then she was gone, and I kept looking for her. I've met many people who were like her, but none of them were her. I once wondered if she was only a dream I had, if she had never really existed...
Theme: Love the people around you
Good looking, my type