Dream-self

My dream-self is a jerk. The situation was something like this
I'm sitting on a couch, Lily next to me, and she's crying, though I can't recall why. I wrap my arms around her, and promise her that everything is going to be okay. She scoots closer to me, curls her legs up, and puts her head on my chest. It's like this for several minutes until I blink, and suddenly it's like I'm watching a movie, suspended several feet above the two of us.
Then, I hear my voice say, "Don't open your eyes. If you do, you'll wake up and remember that this is all just a dream."
Naturally, I open my eyes, and I'm in my room, the sun is risen, and I'm clutching my pillow close to my chest.