I never expected it. that when i accidentally slept, it would be this kind of feeling i get when i wake up. they say that dreams only last 7 seconds, but to me it feels like a life time. a life time of happiness. it was all too beautiful, like a movie. and that's why its sad. its only fairy tale. and that fairy tale remains a memory.
you were here, and i was a fan. and for some reason, you keep appearing wherever i go. i couldn't remember why, but you we're there. and among all your handsome, perfect friends, you we're the only one in my eyes. i held a little kid and bring it to you. we played with kids together. you said it once, that you loved kids and you weren't lying when you said it. after time passed, i felt the heavy guilt of not bringing you to a dance show here in our local city, since dancing is what you're most passionate about. i went to you and sat on the floor, my hands placed on your thighs like we've known each other forever. i asked you am i the best friend you have ever had here? you said of course. then i began to explain to you how i felt and how i didn't know what kind of dance show you want to watch, what genre, should it be traditional or contemporary pop? but then we just ended up taking selcas with each other and laugh it off.
then something went wrong, it was all a blur and we just stopped seeing each other. i went to my house and for some reason, you we're suppose to be there. my mom complimented him when they saw us in front of her, i don't even know why but that made me happy. she was trying to ease the tension in air. i told you that i don't want to talk about how i still didn't get a chance to bring you to that dance show, or how we fought. i just wanted to tell you i had the best time of my life with you, and gave you a sweater to be reminded of. a black sweater is all i remembered. you took it and without any other word, smiled and me and said your goodbye, popped onto your bike and went off.
i was so upset because you didn't feel the same emotions that i felt. frustrated. sadness. heartbroken. and so i waited. and waited. then i saw it, you at a close distance. is it wrong, to be happy seeing you tearing up? you ran towards me and we hugged. you embraced me and i just couldn't help but to cry in your arms. we both cried. we cried because we know we weren't meant to be. this us, will never happen. no matter what insane possibility that is bound to happen in this world, i, and you, will never rejoice.
then suddenly you took me on your bike, and we rode off. you shyly told me you want to go on another, whatever this is. i don't know why but i had a gut feeling that its going to change. that we can be together, and we just stride off. in a china-like village environment, into the sunlight, with me behind you, holding you tight, while you're wearing the black sweater given by yours truly.
simple, yet the best dream i have ever had. it was romantic, confusing, sorrowful and touching all at once. and i would kill to have that dream repeated all over again.