I had a dream the other night, and it involved someone of my own past, someone who I dated more than a year ago. Let's call her Leenx.
The dream started in an alley where I and Leenx were walking. She was ranting something about her school report. Four of her friends appear from nowhere and discuss it together. After that, someone suggested that we get dressed up for a party. I go to the bathroom and don a polo and black shoes and Leenx enters our car (which appeared from nowhere) and got dressed too. Her attire, for some reason, appalled me and so I started chastising her for wearing it. She scoffs, walks towards me and puts her arms around my neck, as if we're dancing intimately. She looks up to me, closes her eyes and kisses me. Of course I was surprised and I kissed her back too late. She pulls away her head and loks down, a bit disappointed not with me but with herself. I told her that I was surprised, and she pulls me to another place, at the corner where a bench appeared. nod
We sit and she pulls me closer and again we kissed. This time it's different--it's torrid, like there's no tomorrow, like we're two heroes kissing each other to save the world, we're already fiddling with each other's tongues inside each other's mouths--
I wake up, it's already 7 am.
I don't know why this happened, does it mean something? Am I preoccupied with her? I don't think so. Yes, we kissed the last time we saw each other, after the date, but...
I don't want to think about it.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
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2 comments:
I once read that a kiss signifies an acknowledgement or acceptance of something.
Wala lang.
Blog hopping. :)
really? haha...
pero... kung iisipin, ganoon din, it can mean almost anything.
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