Lying in her bed, reading the papers she had received from the P.I over and over again. She had already used the information from it to go through and search for any easy to find digital existence which true enough were easy to find but mostly fruitless as most of it were from her later years the time where she was quite convinced that it was no longer her anymore and simply just the fetch and those times were frankly not that interesting to her she did enjoy knowing what it did of the life it were given true but she were far more interested in knowing of who the real her were.

Her eyes getting heavy as she breathes in the scent of the aroma therapy oils on her pillow, half asleep half in a daze stuck just watching the pictures she now finally had of her smiling as she tried to memorize them before finally opening her eyes wide as her shoulder were tapped.
The band starting to play make me wanna die, a cascade of rose petals twirling around her shaping a heavenly dress woven from moonlight as she looks at her date. Her hand being taken, another hand being placed on her back as the scape around them turns into a beautiful garden filled with roses and countless wild flowers both real and imaginary alike. The full-moon shining down upon them both as a giant hologram of Taylor Momsen sings for them.

A deep breath as the dance begins, their eyes interlocking as they smile towards one another. Slowly and gently feeling how she is lead in dance after dance, the garden slowly shrinking, getting fainter and fainter as pieces of it falls into the void never to be seen again. Budding flowers opening up only to birth majestic swans flying up into the air and turning into stars to light the sky for them, time losing all it's meaning the surrounding disappearing for her until there is nothing left but a singe ray of moonlight, the two of them and an endless void.

Looking down, biting her lip a bit before looking up before getting on her toes, her dance partner slowly following suite reaching down towards her, the moon disappearing, darkness surrounding them as she prepares for the kiss to come into existence, feeling the warmth from her breath as she makes the final push to meet her lips only to have her eyes open to find herself back in bed, back in reality the place she did not want to be. Sighing a bit, she had never really played much with the control of dreams before and true she did not need to do much with it now either as her mind was pretty occupied with the findings but still she had tweaked them to go her way but dreams were not real and she knew she couldn't live there but still she wanted back, back to the dance, back to the kiss even if she doubted that she would ever feel right if it actually did occur.

This had been the woman that opened her heart, that had made her feel ready for the idea of love and whom had opened her up in a sense she never knew possible and whom were the final straw to never truly see a man in a romantic sense again but it was also the love that never came to be and someone she not only couldn't have but also never had nor had she been able to tell her how she felt for her in truth she didn't really know herself until much later if she even knew now that were.
Sigh, touching the empty side of her large bed, the sheets were soft and warm the bed heavenly in all it's ways but it was also cold and empty a feeling that she did not enjoy, closing her eyes just trying to remember the dream to feel it again before it slipped from her mind or if she were lucky to go back to sleep once more. She would have to stop, to resist eventually but not yet not right now she would soon but not tonight no tonight was hers to let the dream live.