Sunday, April 4, 2010
,8:05 PM
I could still smell you; it lingers on my leather bag, I could still feel you; when i touch my neck, I could still hear you; when i hide under the covers,I could still taste you; whenever i go to your favourite fast food restaurant..
I could still find a way to make it without you. Considering the not-so-many-good dreams that I have been getting lately, with that said, not even enough sleep, I suddenly want that one dream to come back to me, badly. The one where I run and run and just fly up through the beautiful green trees, over the oceans and into the clouds. It was a dream that I had many, many years ago and it made me feel .. free and happy. This dream did come back. Sometimes on consecutive nights. I'd wake up, smiling and feeling confident that I could achieve anything and everything I want in this world. I guess growing up and facing the harsh reality of the society and life has burst my safe bubble. Ok back to reality. Before, I didn't know what in the friggin world I was doing stuck in this rathole of a course and doing nothing at all that interests me in the least (I guess He is fair cause of all the wonderful friends that came along with it). Yet now, it all seems so clear. Ok maybe my mind may not be that clear yet but it will when its counterpart heals (so what else is new?). Ahh dreams, family, friends and yea, love. Its a fight till the end. Till you can't fight no more. Which I assume will be the day you die. Yes, die. Family comes first, no doubt. They are the ones that'll protect your ass when its getting in hot soup. Friends? They'll probably cant protect your ass that much, but they will be your oxygen tank when you cannot breathe cause your ass is scalding and hurting you. Dreams? Well, I guess our many little aspirations and goals makes you stop pushing yourself into hot soup further and stop living altogether. That wills you to go on further and make your ass look fineee and back in shape bebeh. Love? Hmm. Love love lovee. Whats family, friends and dreams without love? Nothing really. Whats love without sharing it with someone special? Meaningless I guess. Who am I kidding here. Hoping won't make it all come back. 
