Am I dead?

In my dream the sky is blue, the birds sing and there is a bee on a clover nearby. The streams run clear and there are fishes in the river. There are beautiful blue butterflies everywhere, fluttering their little wings peacefully.

I was there sitting on the soft dewy grass and in front of me two sandwiches, a pie, and a glass tea kettle full of tea was placed on a blanket.

'Am I dead?' I thought to myself. This place looked too good to be true.

I notice that I am wearing a thin white sleeveless dress but that's not the most surprising thing.

Next to me is Dimitri, he is wearing a black fitted t-shirt and black jeans and his hair was styled in a quiff. The sun shines down on his beautifully tanned skin, a butterfly sits at the tip of his finger. I watch as he looks down at me with his long lashes fanning his cheeks.

I watch as he pours himself a cup of tea and takes a small sip.

As if knowing that I was busy staring at him, he catches my eyes and before I can turn away a grin spreads a