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i wish...
A time for everything. Letting Go. ♥
I don't want to wake up
Dienstag, Juli 26, 2005
cHaRoN posted at 7:55 AM

It was too beautiful and perfect. I don't want to wake up from it.

Starts: Me and yb and raph were together
We went to a huge boutique. But yb stayed outside and we left our bags outside.
Raph went in and moved so fast I couldn't find her anymore.
Suddenly, yb rushed in (with her sunglasses) and called me to go as we were late for something.
It was supposed to be at 4pm. My wathed had somehow read 4pm with the long needle to 4 and the short one to 12. Reading error??? Time in the dream...

Next scene. A lot of ppl at my primary school field. One straight path to run (like those for long jump but no pit). I was running from one end of the path to another. Then don't know why, at the end of the path I attempted to run perpendicularly to another path. Injured the foot and fell flat down. Saw Raph there. Weirdly, she was wearing PE shorts with a very nice black top with that of Cass's wrap with a nice lacy tube inside I suppose and she was showing off to me. That was how I saw her. I stood up and walked to her. Turned to look at some others (girls mostly) running in a line. Then he came. And we sat down together and watched the other side of the field..now imaged to be like a ball or stage, had many people dancing...maybe up to a hundred. They danced very beautifully, section by section with much flair. Whilst watching, he was helping me massage my feet and I really felt awkward and had to turn slightly away from his face. They were now going to peform a stunt. The ladies were divided into 2 with some on the left carrying a lady and others on the right carrying a huge styrofoam or of even harder material bat-like object that was more than enough to catch the lady. They tossed the lady, but something went very wrong, she was swinging to the right instead of forward so quickly, that she instantly hit the ground before anyone could response. Reporter came to ask her how she felt. "It's not good to be falling from such a height.."

At the moment she fell, I was shocked. But he just placed his two fingers on my lips. It marked a promise to me, a sign of unfading love. Somehow at that moment we just held hands. And I was sure we will last, and the haunting past experiences will leave me forever so as to contain the wonderful and exciting future.