I'm only happy when it rains.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Its Just a Dream. Right?

You were there. We had just got off the bus. Somehow. I lifted my hand. You grasped it. You aren't the right person. Yes, I know. But we locked hands. Then we walked along the pathway together. Then you had to go out with Rain, we just parted there. We were holding hands. All the way. We never did let go. Our palms were sweating crazily. I'd wish I were next to you now. But I already am. But we aren't holding hands. Are we?

Its just a dream. Right?

I went back after you left, and then, you were there ( Another One) . Three of your friends were on my bed. One of which, I recognized was from ZPS. She said, "If you like her, then say so lah." I was practically stunned. After which I coughed out, "I like you." Of which, I was cut short by you. "I like you too, Nick." Everything else is a blur to me now. But remember us holding hands on my bed, talking to your friends.

Two girls, One dream, What it means, I don't know. I know its not a good omen.
"I'll be there till the stars don't shine, the heavens burst, and the words don't rhyme." - Aloysius

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