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Dream, Again

So last night is just a normal night where I went to sleep like usual, and had a dream. It will be one of those dreams where it got stuck to me strongly (though I'm sure I'll forget it in less than a week)

In this dream, from the first part that I remembered, I was in the car with a lot of people, but I only remember three of them. The one who sit next to me but I dunno who she is (she is an African-American btw). Coco (Ain Rosle) sat next to her, and I dunno what she's doing invading my dream.

Then the one sat farthest from me, it's you.

I only talk to that woman next to me, but I can't recall what is she saying. We were on the way back from some event (I don't know from where we were, and where is our destination), and we stopped by a shopping mall. Then we all went separate way. After a few minutes, I forgot there's something I want to take in the car, so I returned to the car.

Surprisingly, you were there too, with your shopping bags, like how I imagined remember you would carry them. You said you were trying to put your things into the car, and I tried my best to avoid eye contact with you. Then you asked, "Why are you avoiding me?"
"I thought you hate me," I replied.
"Yes, I hate you, but that was a thing in the past"
"So you don't hate me now?"
"Yes, and you can face me now, ok?" you replied with a smile on your face.

Then somehow there was this boy who was in trouble, and I went my way to save him. An awkward transition. Bah. What do you expect from a dream.

I had a lot of dream about you since the last time we talked, but I can't recall even a little. Even my brain is trying to forget you. Anyway, I truly wondered what happened to you now, and somehow I hope you are happier than I am right now.

It's funny because I know you will never read this, and that's the reason I can write this down without having to worry about anything. Hee.


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