A Story of One of My Dream.

It has no real beginning.
It has no clear ending.
The story was vague
But the burn wasn't fake.

It just what a dream supposes to be.

I can barely remember.
Perhaps it started with "hey there"
Then you said "Hi" followed with a smile.
It was so beautiful and mystifying.

For awhile, I hoped it wasn't a dream.

I was so bold.
Believing in "this time is my chance",
I let my feeling exposed.
"I love you. Would you be my other half?"

For awhile, I was confused.

Because you should had not giggled.
It was not a joke.
Because you found my words ridiculous.
I was serious.

Soon it would be clear.

A guy popped out in front of me from nowhere.
That guy stood beside of you like it was his birthright.
He flirtingly grinned.
You looked back at him gracefully.

I knew it wasn't real yet I still prayed it was only a trick.

I questioned "him?"
while angrily stared at him.
You said in a mere second.
"He was always here when you weren't."

Last thing I knew.
I woke up at 4 AM.
The world was still in silence as it should be.

I don't care whether
it was some kind of vision or a God's warning.
Or it was my mind
playing tricks on me.

I just don't want that to happen.

It has no real beginning.
It has no clear ending.
The story might be vague
but the burn I can assure, wasn't fake.