Dream About PJ.

7.33AM.
In a packed train full of people.
Okaez alighting.

7.34AM.
Am at the bus stop waiting for shuttle bus.
Almost tripped over a drain cover.
Somehow, my tummy is aching too.

Had a dream.
A very.
So to say, nostalgic?
I dreamt of PJ.
And well, he was like how he was before, smiling and happy at one moment, then heavily depressed the next.
And then he started crying to ask me (I think) why I keep checking his phone when he loves me so much, why I wanna keep argue with him when he loves me so much.

Lolz, I was helpless, watching him cry.
And then I remember how he threw me away a few years ago and I somehow realize that was a dream and I snapped out of it.

If I had my own Book of Love, perhaps that's when I shed a tear over a guy outside the family.

Ohwell, no biggie, it was stuff long ago.
But the only thing I find it cherishable was how he was honest about his feelings.

Few in this world are able to be truthful about their own feelings, I guess, because everyone wanna be strong, and they feel that showing their true side will make them vulnerable.

Hahahaz, cherish those who show you their true self, because those are the people that trust you.
Cherish those who you can show your true self to, because those are the ones you can trust.

Just my own two cents early in the morning.
As Cinderella said in the Cinderelly tone, "Time to start another day~" !

"A dream is a wish, your heart makes,

When you're fast asleep.

In dreams, you will lose your heartache...
Whatever you wish for you keep.
Have faith in your dreams and someday,
Your rainbow will come shining through.

No matter how your heart is grieving,

If you keep on believing,

The dreams that you wish, will come true~"