My Dream

Part 1: The end of the beginning: love unfolds I didn't know I loved her until I chose someone else. Time passed by, I thought everything was alright. But when I saw her again, nothing had changed. She was still the one girl in my entire life who never changed. And I said that because we accepted who we are now after all that has passed. That moment I knew I still loved her... without knowing so before. The fleeting feeling of lovers meeting again, but that was just my end. This is me being sure that I love her. I told myself I would tell her that and I hoped she felt the same. Part 2: Somewhere down the road We met again. Like how two roads ended up the same way. We weren't even strangers back then because I didn't even see her as my girl. We were passionate about our lives--exciting, fun, thrilling lives. I didn't even get her. She barely looked me in the eye. And I think we're good that way. Strangers. But we became friends after some time. I got to know her and, for me, we were close friends. Part 3: Reminisce Not until I met her again that I knew I missed her. For so long I've missed her. I asked myself how she is now? I wanted to hold her close and tell her I still wanted to be her closest friend. Maybe she thought like me when she hugged me tight. I wanted to live with her, and stayed at that moment. Because I saw her that moment. I hope she felt the same. Part 4: For the First Time I am looking into your eyes. We acted alike when we asked how we were. So many things happened when I played some parts, and she went with someone else. I toured America and the world. With music in my head and love in hers. I am looking forward to seeing who you are. She is my lady. My lady who ran away from the pain of the past. And I am her man, whose look at her is like arms of an embrace that wants to hold her. Her heart was lost. But I am the one who wanders. Well, the last time I thought about her was...last night and every night. Not more than a year ago. But more than I let myself go to sleep, wake up, and eat. And thought of her in between. When you look back at me, I wished she had heard me when I said: I believe in you. I believe in the future. That we can both stay alive while we reach our dreams. Because I believe in who we are going to be. Part 5: As calm as the sea I wrote a poem about her. My heart is never as calm as this. It always pounds until it gets past the night. It never rests or never stops. I'll spend time feeling that Have you ever heard of how peace beats a war? Any image can catch your feeling. But it is different when it calms your heart. It is always remembered as beautiful. I wrote her a poem. Part 6: Her point of view Her story goes like this: If I was thinking only of myself, I would be spending my money without saving a cent. I would not be studying as hard. I would be doing what I want without considering how to act properly. I would not think that my somehow family cares for me ever since. I would not try to correct my mistakes. I would not change my life ever since the day I understand. I would not see the good in my every trouble. I would not have seen others in my life. If I had known I would have understood. And if I had understood, I would live peacefully. We're all just the same. We look at life without knowing everything of it at all. But I wish you understood how in every question we can look for an answer. Part 7: Her point of view (continued) While they are having the time of their lives, here I am. Yes, even if I sound too dramatic, I know my intentions. I know how facing the world is difficult. And I know why it is scary. Because I am living it. But now I wish I live like them but also scared of knowing the reality. Though I need to be right there again. Even still I must fight for myself even if I don't have anything left. Part 8: Promise Someday, the same day that I met her I promise I will keep her Swear to Him about my dear Beyond limits, no fear The same day onwards I promise to assure her From this day forward Love will bind us together Think of these things As mine to get over But unless her love fades I will always remember It's sad that it's over One look and I know The love I borrow Is never realized by her All along I am the one who Is neither loved nor left behind Because first of it all My heart and I hide I wrote this promise that I would love to tell her. The deep feeling that led me to compose the words for her. I guess I can't wait no longer until she hears me out. Part 9: … "Hi, how are you?", she said. "Hey, you, you're the one to ask." "Well, I hit a wall chasing...", I stopped myself from saying "you". "...that was a huge blow to my head. I never expected to do such things. I do this and thatcrazy things. But now I'm focusing on me. Your tour, that's huge." "It is. But I hit a wall chasing, too!", I laughed. "Yes, you did. You're crazy for music! And now I was able to watch you somewhere near me." "You work here? Where? Let's go out sometime." "Sure!" Suddenly, all these people I had were ruining the moment. I had to head back home for tomorrow's schedule. I was not able to confess, with all the people there, it was not momentous. But as I was pulled away by my guards, I shouted. "Sorry, another time." This crazy butterflies were gone when I left her. I just can't contain what I feel when I'm around her and every little thing she does makes me crazier. She can wait, right? But I can't...because I just had to tell this love that I have to cover for the lost times of always having her near. Part 10: This is the last I hope this isn't the last. Tomorrow should be a happy day, but I have not met her again. I had to stay close and find time for her so I would give up my music for now because it has no meaning without her. Though for a long time it was like that. And just like that I sang just for myself. It goes like work all day and spend all night alone. Now everything in me changed. When I remember her, I know time may turn back. But I also know this is the last time I'd think about her because even if I tell her I'd never be with her if she won't accept me. And...like that I ended hope. This is just sad. I shake my head out of frustration every night. "I need you but maybe this is goodbye", I thought. Should I still tell her that I miss and love her everything? Part 11: I Admire You A perfect day. The day we finally meet again. She's at the corner near the ticket booth. She was the first one to say hello and greet me with a smile. That's the smile I missed since we become two worlds apart. "Let's go inside." We watched the movie and laughed about the story. It's just too funny I didn't want to leave the room. At the restaurant I told her everything I want to say. How I love the way she treats me ever since we first met. How I wish it's always like this. Telling her I admire her and find how she feels. "I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable. We're friends until now. And I realized you're just you know, pretty." "Yeah?", she replied. I continued, "...but just the person that I want for myself". I hit the goal. But will I be able to take her? Part 12: I woke up To hear her voice waking up makes me not want to get up. But we must stretch my bones, don't we all? It's just sad and tiring and repeating cycle every day. "You're going to be late for work. You forgot to set the alarm again!". I smiled and laughed inside. I just met her in my dreams. My dream that's about everything that I told you. Just as I wrote about it last night. But at least I was happy. Someday I know I'll meet her again.