Peace.
Peace and serenity.
I have never felt more relaxed.
It was as I was lying on a white cloud right above the sea.
I didn't want to open my eyes, because I feared it would all go away.
"Damien!" - An angel's voice called my name.
I felt a nice soft touch on my chest, on my heart.
And right when I was about to actually see what is happening around me - the most beautiful thing happened.
Small and gentle lips touched mine.
"Damien, honey!" - The woman's voice sounded like thousands of little birds signing in a perfect harmony.
But I didn't want the kiss to end so fast.
It seemed like she was teasing me.
She kissed me again - a nice soft touch.
I didn't want it to stop.
I was on the both ends.
I needed to open my eyes, so I could see, what is probably the most beautiful and perfect heavenly creature that could ever exist.
However the fear of waking up was stopping me.
Who was I to think that creating everything with a simple hand gesture is a perfect dream? That right there was a perfect dream.
She was everything that my soul and body were craving for.
How could you have those feelings for a person you have not yet seen? I felt tears filling my eyes.
I couldn't hold onto the image in my head anymore, I needed to see her with my own eyes.
I opened my eyes, but instead of seeing her I saw an ocean.
"Catch me!" - Her voice! I immediately turned to hear where the voice was coming from - where was she.
And I saw her, but the picture was too blurry, because of the sun.
I narrowed my eyesight in order to see better with no result.
All I could make of what I was seeing was that she was on the shore with her toes in the sand in a short white dress with her hair moved slowly by the nice summer sea breeze.
In a moment it was like she was standing right next to me, or I was standing right next to her.
The picture and the moment weren't clear and I couldn't understand or remember anything, except her eyes.
I had never seen such eyes before - dark brown, deep, beautiful.
The moment was already gone, but I couldn't stop thinking of her eyes.
I could think of them all day long.
Like fluttering butterflies her eyes were magical.
Her look was distant - like she was saying she is person with a strong soul, but in the same time inviting, friendly and cute - showing her purity to the world.
A beautiful combination, which was making her eyes unique and addictive - I was in need of seeing them again.
The moment was already gone.
White Daisies popped up in my mind - the car crash, hurting head, a strong pain.
And everything went blank again.