Last night I dreamt of you, twice. First time you came to see me. You were very thin. All the time that we havent seen each other you’ve been so unwell. You left a note that said it was the last time we met, and we would never meet again. I dreamt I was married to another guy, but then you came again. You were wearing a suit. You kissed my lips when I was asleep in my wedding gown. I smiled when sleeping. I could see you face right up close to my face. I wished you were there when I opened my eyes.
I am afraid I’m married to another guy but still in love with you. I remember I told you I missed you so badly that I didnt want to talk to you, to have anything to do with you, because I knew it would just tutored my feeling. I will never be able to say that word again, I know. Damn… why … someone powerful like God made this happened ? and then let this deep feeling become a waste. There were just no word to decribed that much I adored you, and It was hard to hear, to realise the fact that you just wanted to get rid of me, for you own reason. It is tough to realise that you’re not the guy I can rely my future on, because you have nothing.. Yes nothing…
I’m still long to see you. It’s so unfair when I tell another guy that I love him just because he loves me so much that I can’t just let him and myself down. I wish I could love him more, i wish I missed him more. When I think of you, or just see a shadow of you, my tears are just ready to roll down. I used to think I got over you, but no. I loved you for real, I did. It’s even more that love, do you remember you said that? where are you now? the guy I used to know? what make you become like this? I am very hungry .. I am hungry for you.
