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why on earth a dream could be the recollection of all images/poignant moments? have you ever remember any story in your dreams vividly and without interruption? have you ever knew that you are dreaming but still think about that dream. i mean, in some ways, your brain is still working although the rest of your body stopped working, then your memories are interpreted as a magical story without being organizied/logical. during that process, you, the only witness, the captive audience, never open your eyes until the story goes to the end or is distracted by the nightmare/anything happening in the real world that keep you alive. however, when you live in your dreams, have you ever realised that you are dreaming and everything's not real but you still want to dream because the story is so pleasant that you could never imagine in the real world? well, i did.
is that a kind of a prophecy? i set a doubt on that.
to me, last night was a miracle. the most romantic story happened to my dream without any interruption. it's unbelievable. the coffeshop, the rain, the accidental meet, that back, that shoulder, that smile, that hair, that face, that warm embrace. it's so great. i love it.
you walk out of my life without knowing who i am. you're not gud, but at least, you made a deep impression on me 4ever. everything sucks except you. no matter what my friends talk about you, you're still in my mind. you never belong to me cuz you live in the different world. and i just can watch you talking with your friends from my silent corner. now, you've gone. next year, i'll be the next to leave that school. we both fly... in a seperate way. though we can run into each other, nothing can happen. ...
out of sight, out of mind.
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