The Dream

The dream was every bit beautiful that it was. I remember it fuzzily. In that dream, you were attracted to me, in ways that i'd only imagined and dreamt of till now.
But the dream is for real. Every dream is a part of reality.

You couldn't stop looking at me. Our eyes met often. I didn't know if it had to do with the fact that i was wearing red. You wanted to be closer to me, know me.
I was your woman, i was your man, i was everything you were looking for..

The strange part was that we were both dressed in red.
It's the feeling that i can't forget.. i'd dreamt of the fulfillment of that feeling for so long.. you gave me that, you filfilled it. It's something THE ONE couldn't / didn't do..
Thank you.

You give me pain

You give me pain. And i want to stay away from anyone or anything that gives me pain..
Sometimes i feel like i move on only to come back to you..
for all my moving on.. i still keep coming back to you.

I have started to walk ahead but i need to learn to not look back and come back to you everytime you come back to me.

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My nights came to an end with a morning..
the weather was dreadful, it was pouring.. and the rains kept beating dismally against my window-pains..