sitting.. waiting.. wishing..: daydreaming

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Saturday, April 15, 2006
daydreaming

THE day was today.i woke up from a dream. in my dream i was talking with you. about the most sensible and senseless THOUGHTs that we have. it seemed strange for in the dream OF mine everything seemed to fall into place. well i was PARTING with reality. i was dreaming that you were dreaming about me. i was WITH someone that time and YOU where busy doing things. all these incident MAKES ME SMILE. FOR someone like me It may only be a dream but that was what i was looking for. it was what BELIEVE and would like everything to be. i greeted a friend. it was her FATEful day of birth. i tried to go back to sleep. hoping my mind WILL FIND A WAY to continue my dream. or maybe something close to it. FOR me it was weird. yes i was upset that the dream was cut short. OUR conversation was cut short. i was happy because our PATHS were simply the same that day. and lucky for us TO MEET. and it was all weird that i was upset. and happy. happy because i dreamt of you. and before i close my eyes for the second time i was still smiling. for the dream almost came to life. and when i wake up for the second time. i will be happy for you where in my dream. but in the end i found out that i wasn't dreaming after all.

Stupid_Doug sitting... waiting... at 4/15/2006 08:42:00 AM | 0 comments

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