you said you had a weird dream. you were on top of me & we were wearing combat outfits. you were trying to protect me from something, shielding me. then you got stabbed in the back & it sliced through your heart then you looked at me & said, "i finally see your eyes.. those eyes without a care in the world.."
then when our lips touched, you passed away and then you woke up.
and you had tears in your eyes. you thought, "it was really weird kinda makes me wanna write a book bout you and me.."

you had this dream of me because you are afraid to lose me. yes, you did say that.
i said, "not the slightest chance will that happen.."