I died and he didn't care. It was my usual dream. This wasn't the first time that I saw myself lie in a coffin and watch people cry over my body. I know you may think I'm weird but the reason why I dream about this is because I think about it before I sleep. What if I die, will he cry? That was my usual question. And everytime I dreamt about that before, he didn't care. He would go to my wake but he would just smirk. Not once have I felt that he valued my life. This time, the dream was different. He came to my wake with his girlfriend in tow. Surprisingly, there were tears in his eyes. Tears that weren't just for a show. He neared my coffin and whispered, Akala ko ba di mo ko iiwanan? Sino na ang magmamahal sa akin ng walang hangganan? I love you, Reena. And I regret not telling you in person. Once he said that he let go of his girlfriend's hand and straightened up. Once he turned his back at the coffin, for a second, I thought he looked straight at my ghost. He winked and smiled.
HAHAHAHAHAHA. CRAZY DREAM NO? :)) This all came right after I visited UST last Friday. I saw Cito, Reymarc, Rochelle, and Tari. :)) Cito looked like a stoner(JK), Rochelle became more beautiful, Tari grew taller and Reymarc, well his hair grew longer. I missed them and apparently, a single Friday isn't enough. I shall visit them again! :)
Sh1t. I have loads to tell you but I need to sleep. :| I'm very sleepy naaa! :D
Enjoy this post. I shall post a long one on Wednesday for I will study for Accounting and College Algebra tomorrow.
