There wasn't much to the dream but it still doesn't take anything away from the significance of it.
Just me and Scott, so what else matters?
We kissed, first kiss I've ever dreamt about, or so I recall.
It was like I always knew it would be, strong, passionate and full of feelings, emotion. He held me strongly, I felt his long hair brushing on my hand. And then, the kiss. We were locked, I could actually feel him, lips seperated only by tongues and I felt him pulling me further in.
Then it was like I knew I was dreaming and then a thought occured to me, I had to kiss his neck like so many times before. I had to know if it was like how I imagined, so I did, and it was.