It has been awhile since I last met you.

It was one fine morning. Someone was calling for me. I walked out of my room and find myself on top of a spiral stairway. The venue was posh and grand.

In front of me, I saw a few men in white clothing from top to toe. One of them was your brother. He directed me to look down the stairs.

And at the bottom of the stairs was you. You were in white clothing as well, holding a bouquet of white roses.

You were like a prince charming in the childhood stories we used to read.

I was delighted. I walked towards you.

And then, I woke up.

It was a dream, the most beautiful one I have ever had.