Fantasies Come True

I had a dream last night that was exactly like the song Fantasies Come True.

Okay, not "exactly." But it was about this girl I really like. And we were dating. Secretly, of course. It involved jogging, finding coins (and the nicest thing anyone ever did for me), compliments, butterflies (the metaphorical kind, that you would get in your stomach) and french fries.

It made me really sad when I woke up, because it's not true. But it was a nice dream.