Okay your author here is having dreams, dreams that put a dent in reality's side. I keep dreaming of this boy that I've fallen for but I can't see who he is. I can tell you dreamboy is a real person because everything about him seems so familiar. I just can't seem to figure out who he is. I know he's is real because of the familiarity.
   But anyway, cut to the point I know, he said this to me right before I woke up.

Db: hey M, count the stars

M: I can't, every time I think I've counted them all a new one appears

Db: good

M: whys that good?

Db: because like the stars, there's an infinant  amount of reasons why I love you