Jun 16, 2010 ' 10:18 PM Y
I'm back!!!
It's been months since my last blog, almost a whole entire year. Okay, maybe half a year to be exact. There's been so much that happened, and I couldn't be bothered to write about it. Christmas came and left, my Lunar New Year was pathetic. Valentine's Day was difficult to get by, and everything else after that is pretty much a blur already.
I'll try my best to update whatever is at the side, since my desktop is kinda wrong right now. Figure its gonna crush soon... We'll see...
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He was there. Roses littered the floor and steps. The trail let me to the ground floor, where it ended at the foot of a wall. I looked up and found myself looking at a something made up of colorful newspaper cut ups. It formed the wordings " I Love You". I couldn't believe my eyes, my breathing stopped and I started to feel light headed.
A crowd gathered around me, and they were excited. They knew the words were meant for me, and they were happy for me. People congratulated me, made me smile. My heart pounded wildly against my chest, it almost hurt. Then he pushed through the crowds to get to me, a bouquet of flowers in his hands. I looked up at him, he smiled warmly at me and handed me the flowers. Roses.
I tip-toed to put my hands around his neck, my chin rested on his left shoulder. His hands reach around my back and pulled me closer to him. I could feel his heart beating, his warmth, his muscles working to hug me closer. We were so blissful at that moment. The sun was warm, the air was sweet with roses, colors around us were bright and cheerful. Tears stream down my face as more joy and happiness overwhelms me. I could certainly feel his love for me, all that I was waiting for. The only thing that I was yearning for. I smiled and he did too.
Then I woke up... Wednesday morning when the sun hasn't even made it pass the bricks and blocks of HDBs. Me staring at my light pink colored celling, trying to remember every detail of the dream, still feeling the blissfulness. It felt so real, and how much I wish it was real. But I remembered from somewhere I heard of the saying "Whatever happens in a dream, is the direct opposite of reality."
Reality started to set in. He was gone. He had long been gone. I never got to know if he ever did love me, the way I loved and still loves him. There were no roses, never the words " I Love You". I was alone, without the excited crowd. I was alone, without him.
