Before We Met

"There he is again," I peer around the corner, hiding. I've been... having these... dreams.. lately. They say it runs in the family. How would I know? My only family is my older sister. And she's the most normal, tame human being ever. How could I ever tell her: "I think I met my soulmate"? The weirdest part? I've never even met him. It's all in those... dreams... "vanessa! wake up!" "how long was I out for?" "you skipped breakfast AND lunch." "oh God! it's getting worse..." I can't say when they started... but recently, I think I've fallen in love with a person that doesn't exist. Is it fate? Or karma? Or is it going to end so badly that I can never speak to anyone about it? After all, it's all in my head. "I'm sorry I threw a rock at you, ha ha. Dream physics doesn't work any easier than real physics!" I say "Who are you?" he looks scared. Oh no. Why me?!? "Where am I?" "You're in the hospital. You fainted." "That jerk put me in the hospital?!"