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There was a time I dreamt that D got murdered right in front of me. This was the time we were 'separated', or well, as separated as you can get sleeping in two different rooms. I woke up sobbing, with my heart in so much pain. It felt so real; I thought I will never see my husband again.
The next night, I slept in his room, beside him.
A few months after, we separated for good. I never did see my husband again.
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So here's this boy, who I really like. I was, let's just say, interested in him already even before D and I broke up. But that was as far as it went. Well, as far as I would admit to myself then.
And then, I dreamt about him.
I guess I was far more interested than I thought I was.
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They say "May you get what you wish for" is an ancient Chinese curse.
Does that curse cover dreams too?
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