Yeah.
She had the most amazing dream.
Yet a dream that makes her contemplate thinking about it over and over again,
Dang, she must have Love/Hate that dream.

Why is it that whenever she gives hope for it,
It doesn’t seem to happen. At all.

A day after she got over it,
It gave her a whole new hope again.
Dang, she must have Love/Hate that dream.

She got into a bus.
Ironically, she was in his bus.
Little did she know how the hell could she get in that bus.
But yes, she was in the bus with him.

They were still them.
Them who can never seem to have the guts to talk to each other.
Them who at that time, had no choice but to sit next to each other.
Them who ended up, god knows how, embraced in each other’s arm.
She had her head on his chest, he got his arms wrapped around her.
Everybody was looking but they didn’t care no more.

Dang, I knew that she must’ve really Love/Hate that dream. Trust me.

See, how did they end up like that? Sometimes, fantasy is not all that pleasing.
Everything is not always how it seems that sometimes,
they make you wonder if it’s worth looking for love or do you just want to wait for it.

Trust me, either way, they stil are temporary.

by : she

~ 2009

~ 2006 (2days after my birthday)

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