i had the most vivid dream the other night.
he was sitting two rows behind me in a classroom. the other people, me included, were having a rather passionate debate about something or other. and he just sat there in the corner, by the window, reading a book, lost in his own world.
i would look at him occasionally, to check on him. something told me that although i did not really have a friendship with this guy, we had a connection of some sort. at one point, he looked up from the book he was reading and met my gaze and i could tell he felt the connection too.
ika nga, may electricity there.
anyway, cut to cut to an open field na may washing machine na naconnect sa puno at si ets naglalaba ng damit. there were a lot of people around me, all of them caucasians by the way, na, for some reason, dressed in their sundays best drinking tea. weird. but yes, there i was, in the middle of a hoity-toity tea party washing my laundry in a washing machine connected to a tree.
someone tapped me on the shoulder, i turned around and it was him (by the way, this guy is really gwapo ha.) and with the most urgent look in his eyes, he said "i have to leave but there's just something i need to do before i do," and then he kissed me. that soul-draining, earth-quaking, got-me-in-my-boots-shaking kind of kiss.
surcharge of electricity dito. ibang klase. i can still feel it.
after we kissed, we just started laughing. you know that nervous laugh that makes you feel all warm inside. thats the one.
after we laughed and kissed some more, he said "come with me" and i said "okay" and we walked into the sunset, holding hands.
been desperately trying, since i woke up yesterday morning, to remember what he looks like. i fail. oh well....
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