Of the Dream Realm

Sometime in the afternoon, a couple lies on the bed, cuddling.
Girl: I Love You
Silence follows. At that very instant, if you listen really carefully, you can barely discern a soft intake of breath... who from? It's anybody's guess.
The conversation resumes, and this moment disappears from memory. Sometime later, the girl shifts and lies on her side, supposedly to sleep. Perhaps unknown to the guy, the pillowcase is now the recipient of yet another round of tears.
The dream realm beckons. Mayhaps it was the activity that preceded sleep, but the couple's dreams are particularly vivid.

His Dream
The same guy, in appearance, few years younger. There's just this much more sparkle in his eyes, tinged with that bit of excitement. With him, a different girl, yet, somewhat alike. The setting looks grand, posh. Both are dressed up to the nines. Suddenly, the soft piping music in the background grows that lil'l bit louder. It's their song. Guy pulls the girl into an embrance and says:
"I love you... will you be mine always"
Looking into her eyes, he sees her eyes cloud over with tears, but they are not tears of joy.

Her Dream
Instead of a specific scene, it appears to be a collection of memories. Of the initial chase, of all the sweet memories shared. Of the passionate moments. But even in her dreamlike memories, there is one constant... his eyes are fixed with a distant gaze. Appears as though he's there, but isn't there. The dream fast forwards and the girl's standing by the beach, looking out. A fairy tale background, prefect blue skies, glistening white sand. In her arms, a wee babe gurgles.

The alarm rings. They both wake. Peck on the cheek to say good morning, and off to prepare for the work day ahead. The commute to work is once again in silence.