I...
I had a strange dream.
She slowly crept into my room and hid a treasure at the corner of my room.
I woke up and found that treasure chest lying right there but without a key.
I waited night after night that she will appear to hide the key.
But that night never happen.
There was a day when i woke up and found the chest empty.
I found her at the end of the stairs looking lost and sad.
She told me that her heart was given to the guy who knows how to open that chest.
I went home and stared at that empty box - once a treasure chest.
When i closed it i noticed a riddle carved at the back of the chest.
"I will open if you first open yourself to me."
Could it be worse?? Hahaha!! Lets make it worse.
I...
I had a strange dream.
She slowly crept into my room and hid a treasure at the corner of my room.
I woke up and found that treasure chest lying right there but without a key.
I waited night after night till the night i before i die.
I called lock breaking service and when they opened it they found a note.
"Happy Singles Day!"
Thats how i die.
Anyway.
As we grow older i guess we realise more things from making mistakes :)
I had made many but not yet enough, come hammer me! (still insane)
Imgaine the day when i was young and stubborn and i refuse to believe that being sad is a choice.
Being sad and quiet and insociable is a choice.
Thanks for the person who said that to me.. if you ever think i will forget about it...
no i remember every single word.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
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