I'm not Tired of Dreaming

♣=I'm not tired of Dreaming=♣



I dream of him again.

this time i know he was their
but he is just looking at me.
looking from a distance.


the dream was something i dream of doing( i think)

the story goes this way:

venue: Combination of a school and the
kisolon market.
time: High school, i think, because we are wearing
high school uniform.


I was back in Philippines. I think I'm somebody's daughter
that come home from abroad for good.
their something like a amazing race going on and I'm the best participant
on the game because my team wins.

I can see in the corner of my eye that he was looking at me
*gosh...!!! i was stupid to wish that he would talk to me.*

And the game was over, then i realize that my dad was planning a fiestival
in our small town. I help him set up the flayers and other things.

then, some popular bands came over to perform.
my dad is worried because he cant find an MC to lead the
whole performance.
luckily I'm around so I become the MC.

I'm seeing my self in the stage. wearing shorts and strapless top.


*i never wear shorts and strapless in public*

then the vocalist of the band ask if i were cold then i answered no and he laugh
because I'm not cold and its raining.

then i can feel him somewhere in the audience, looking at me
with his eyes full or regret.

dreaming again

♣=Dreaming Again=♣



Its HIM again..,

i dream of something like i
travel back time..,

i dream that we are still high schoolers..,
but the setting is wrong because its my
elementary school that is shown im my dream.

its something like there is a festival
because student stay outdoors.,

so me, Riza, and Jamillah is their.
and HIM


he was nowhere to be seen but
i know he is here

i sat on a table where a stranger (student)
is sitting their alone..,

then suddenly he showed up and sit beside me..,

so.., what happen was we are talking.,
his always on my side..,
its something like mine and his lips are inches away

somebody is giggling so i bent across him
then suddenly i told him.


"if you dont want me, then let me go"


he never answer, this hurts me.,

then we continue talking
this is the funny part

*earlier i gave him chocolate bars*

him: this is me (pointing on one of the two bars)
me: why?
him: because i am taller
me: so that's me? (pointing on a shorter choco bar)
him: (smiles) yeah..,
me: lets eat me..(attempting to grab the chocobars)
Him: noway..!!
(loud giggles from student who are looking at us)

the chocolate bars fell on the ground



but what was he thinking?
comparing me from a chocolate bars?

i cant recall what we talk about but its really good.
then he walk away, i dont know where..,

then some student sit closer to have a better view?
then i turn to face then, they are smiling at me.,

then HIM take a chair from somewhere then he sit with them..,

i was facing them, im a bit annoyed to him sitting with them instead with me.,

to my surprise,

HE KISSED ME..,