A warm greeting to everyone who is reading this right now. I’m Celestial V (CH), back again with something to share—not just a story, but my dream, my personal experience. I’m going to open up about it here. Now, don’t be alarmed if it feels strange—after all, dreams are supposed to be weird. They often reflect the desires we’ve left unfulfilled, the wishes we long for, or sometimes even confront us with our deepest fears.
So, without further delay, let’s dive into this dream.
Date 06 October 2024
Hey, it’s me, Celesti. I’m dreaming, and my inner voice is narrating a hard truth to my brain and heart, which still aren’t ready to accept the reality or bear the pain.
I can see myself. She was dreaming, living in the cherished moment with her love. But suddenly, she woke up, sweat covering her face, overwhelmed with grief. Perhaps her inner voice was guiding her toward a new chapter of life or preparing her for the purpose she was born to fulfill.
On the other side, he was lying in the coffin, counting his last breaths, with a wish to see her one last time, along with their shared desires and promises to stay together.
She knocked on the door, tears and anxiety clouding her dreamy eyes. Cold silence filled the corridor, depicting the painful separation of their eternal love.
She came closer, sitting on her knees near the coffin. This time, words fell short of expressing their emotions. Their eyes met, and in that moment, all the conversation took place through their gaze.
She rested her head on his heart, listening to its rhythm for the last time—the rhythm she had desired to dance to for the rest of her life.
When their gaze ended, she finally found the courage to express herself in words:
"Your songs are the reason I fight and survive,
Your memories are the reason I smile and strive.
They still inspire me and will until I die,
And I promise that not just in this world,
But in every world, my soul will await your return."
The words ended, as did her feelings, and his last breath. She locked his image in her eyes, vowed, prayed, performed the ritual, and prepared herself for the new journey. Completing her purpose was the only reason she had left to stay.
Otherwise, she was a walking dead, a grave of grief. Her soul was with him, her heart drowning in his memories, moving through each day with a wish to meet and feel him again.
She woke up to her reality, accepting the truth that her love now resided in another world, watching and waiting for her. All she had to do was complete her purpose, to cross the bridge that would reunite their souls in eternal love.
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We live, we love, we grieve, and we keep moving forward—always knowing that someone out there is still waiting for us. And when the time is right, we’ll reunite, not just in dreams, but in the beautiful, timeless space that affection creates.
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