Today, I dreamt of us. Believe me when I say that it was a good one. We were happy though scared of the consequences of our action. We were unbreakable. That when things have to be real (in the dream world), we chose to held hands.
(Still in the dream) One night, there was a party and you wanted alone time with me. I wasn't completely agreeing with that notion. I was confused, but I followed even though my mind chose to be with others, and my brain was telling me to stop. The others demanded that from both of us. And in that small space where we met, we agreed to follow the others even though deep inside, we both wanted to hold on.
It was a good dream, believe me. A really good one. I was happy in it.
But when I woke up, reality told me it wasn't. It was a nightmare! A nightmare of good memories that needed to be dumped.
P.S. Happy Birthday to my cousin, Kokoy! I'm happy you're with your family now.
P.S.S I should get a shrink, shouldn't I?
