It was just a dream

I don't know if it was because of the beautiful story I just had watched, maybe the songs that were playing while I fell asleep, but last night I dreamt of him. I was at home and got surprised by a message from a unknown number saying "look through your window", and as I looked outside there he was smiling. I ran all the way down to jump onto to his arms. But since it was a dream, it was my building, my house, my street, but it was Lisbon. That feeling, right there was overwhelming, a moment of dreams coming true, nevertheless it was just a dream and as perfect as it sounded, I had to wake up. Now I miss him even more, as if I actually had seen him in my dream, it was so real, that waking up felt like a nightmare.
Las night I dreamt of him and that's all I have left.