It Was Real Enough To Make Me Cry. Three Times.

I dreamed I woke up. Not on the couch where I fell asleep, but back in Kyle's bed, in his arms. And we woke up and started getting dressed and there was a noise. It was his mother. He said "I think that's my mom, you might want to put your pants on or something". She walked in and said good morning. We finished getting dressed and left, went to some diner for lunch and he was so sweet to me and he smiled at me and kissed me and held my hand. I asked him what day it was, to show me his phone to see what year it was because I wanted to know if it was real or not. It was 11:23 ae em, January 15, 2002. And I knew I had to wake up and it would be gone and that's what I said to him, and I started crying.
He held me until I woke up for real.
Ok, real enough to make me cry four times.