it was the first day

i dreamt about you, however, i did not know who you were.

i was fifteen then.

we were sitting on a balcony, looking at shooting stars.

"hey, what's your name?"

you asked, voice sweeter than candy and lovely as if i heard the sound of bells ringing on a distant hill, rivers flowing from the heavens.

"i'm kwon soonyoung. what's yours?"

but you didn't answer.

you were staring at the glistening sky above us. you pointed at a star and smiled.

you looked beautiful...

i was going to ask who you were when my alarm went off.

i would try again the next day.