Friday, July 8, 2011
#310 Me And You
I had a dream about you.
It's been quite a while since I actually dream about you.
You know what they say:
"Dreams are your most inner thoughts and feelings."
Does that mean I miss you?
Even a slightest feeling about you?
I don't know.
I should just ignore it,
Considering how you held me in my dream.
I should ignore everything.
After all,
It's just another stupid dream, right?
I honestly don't know what to feel right now.
I'm just your another passing-by shadow, right?
And yet here I am,
Reaching out to a small hope,
Trying to grasp that hope as much as possible.
Yet I know I'm failing.
Miserably, I might add (:
I'm letting go.
I really am.
It's your fault that you entered my dream,
Just like that (snap fingers)
I knew I gave up on you many months ago,
I really did.
Well,
Maybe you crossed my mind once or twice
But like you appear,
You disappeared.
I remembered last time you meant alot to me.
I remembered how cute your smile was,
How your eyes light up when you wanted to tell me something funny,
How fast you actually talked when you're excited.
And now,
You're a jerk.
I tell myself that every time I thought about you,
You're a jerk.
You talked to me when you needed something
And when I tried starting a conversation,
You actually stopped it in like 2 seconds!
Okay, I'm exaggerating, but still.
I kinda stopped going to Ikano popular
'Cause I was paranoid to the fact i might see you again
And stupid useless words will start tumbling out from my mouth.
And things will get awkward
And I might start falling head-over-heels for you
And I might get hurt
And I might call you a jerk again.
Don't be snobby,
You're actually the second guy that I liked in my whole life (:
Seriously,
I still remembered the first guy that I liked (:
But he was no where compare to you,
You big cuddly jerk (:
These fantasies I have in me,
Stupid fantasies.
I know,
I'm not pretty,
Nor 'hot',
I'm not smart,
Neither perfect.
I'm Lil Miss Nobody.
To you and to everyone else (:
But I remembered I kinda confessed to you.
I remembered saying
Hey, you know I kinda liked you last time.
Haha.
Really,
It's kinda embarrassing, you know?
There are many fishes in the ocean.
But I don't want fishes, I just want you.
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