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Monday, September 8, 2008
I Miss You, Love.

This blogpost is two days overdue. :)

About a week and two days ago, i had one of the most beautiful dreams i've ever had. It was almost too fairy tale-like. And as i said in my previous post, it was sooo beautiful that the moment i realized that i was only dreaming, i refused to open my eyes and forced myself back to sleep. Hahaha. I'm quite well aware naman kasi that whatever i dreamt of that saturday morning was/is really far-fetched.

Now, fast forward to exactly one week after, I had another beautiful dream. It's about somebody really really special. Had i dreamt of this in the past, i would've called it another miracle came true. But i don't know. I knew, while i was dreaming, that i wanted it. But something has already changed. I liked how he felt towards me in my dream but it wasn't what i was asking for. I was happy that i finally had his attention but i was looking for something else. or someone else. When i woke up, i kept thinking of my dream and him. There was still this weird-slash-happy-slash-excited feeling whenever i think of him but something really has already changed.

I'm trying to block off the idea that maybe i was/is feeling this way because somebody else has already occupied his space. Maybe. Possible. But it's really still too early to say.

Moving on is such a big idea. It has been so many years already and yet there's still something there, something unexplainable, that suddenly makes me feel weak whenever i think of what we had. or never had. (pakshirt. ang cheesy.)

Oh well. I haven't seen him for 10 months already.

Maybe I just miss him. big time.


my dreams came true when i found you, my miracle.