There is a saying, dream is the illustration of your daily life. Yesterday, a friend of mine was woken up by a dream that left her heart squeezed till this point of time (at least 12 hours later), the agony of not being able to breath is still in existence. This could only show that whatever happens in her dream has a real huge impact.
Snap shot of the dreamland that she visited, she was ignored by someone whom she did admit was taken for granted. She thought she was way over it and the full stop had clearly engraved on the ending pavement. But terribly as it seems, one could only say that she might be the little girl who is still running after the goose. Is the mutual bonding between both really ceased?
Thought races, images flashes. Why and how did two persons ended up on the situation? Words flood around via the tools of mouth that both still have feeling for each other. So is having the strong sense of dignity way surpass the strength of true feeling? With the feeling of lost and empty, why did she still crutches her pride and holding her head high up? Has all the past happy moments or holidays not meant a single thing?
It takes two hands to clap. If both held their head high up, guess the only thing that both see is never each other, but just the sky which is beyond reach. Maybe it is what said in Midsummer night, the course of true love really didn't run smooth. Let fate be the light house. It might really be the end, or .... I do sincerely wish for an alternative.
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