my dream mate's back
Saturday, June 27, 2009 @ 3:02 PM
dear diary,
he visited me in my dreams last night
i was shocked that he did
but he really did
he came and treated me nice
he was keeping me warm
he was making sure that i'm safe
he was there because he wanted to
not because he have to
he was holding my hand
infront of everyone we both know
at one moment i was speechless
but the way he embrace me
the way he look me in the eye
the way he hold me close
is just so idk... special..
everything was just so nice
he didnt pull away his hands
he sits next to me
he wasnt angry at all
but one thing got me questioning
he look sad
yes, he looked sad
and happy at the same time
he look happy when i was sitting right next to him
i wish this is all happening diary
happening right now
but sadly diary,
its all a dream...
if you're not the one,
why do i always get dreams
about you?
huda.
Labels: miss you
I'm nothing but a sad little birdie who likes to dye my feathers pink, or on some occasions, purple. Sometimes I feel like loving beige to the maximumest level but then my past would creep back on me and tell me, with extreme torture that my wings should be, well, pink.
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