She dreamed that he was her lover, more or less passionate than her others. He was different but somewhat the same. Had a sense of control in anything that he did.
The dream took place in a school/campus, hands were held, kisses shared; it was like a dream come true, only in reality it remained a dream.
She asks herself why she takes time to dream the impossible as if it would change her reality. Steady waiting for an opportunity to fall into her arms, hoping her dream will seek through and soak in her world.
One kiss is her one wish.