i had the weirdest dream, ever.
i don't know who you are. and when you'll come.
but it was nice meeting you. (:
i'm looking forward to meeting a person who probably doesn't even exist.
is this a sign of insanity?
or is he somewhere out there, feeling the same way too right now?
the kiss we shared; it still feels like i kissed you.
amazing, no?
just so i remember;
setting: standing in a queue somewhere, waiting for something to happen. you're hugging me from the back, and i turn to look you in the eyes.
i don't remember how you look like.
heck, i don't even know you.
p/s: julie jeffrey, please forgive me laaa. text me okay? i'll text you back soon with the shitty phone i'm using. T_T
i thought and wondered at 2:31 PM