dreams

The weird things tat man can concot with his mind is limitless and sometime this thoughts help him and sumtimes they destroy him.....

dreams are sumtin i have grown to hate....i have an ability to remember evry dream i had and as te sayin goes dreams tat can be remembered will not materialise...a recent dream i had happened to make me the happiest and saddest person arnd...i knw it was jus a dream but to me tat fake reality is worth days of ponder and joy....

hmm i dreamt of a certain sum1, we go out frequentli, and on one such occasion we await ur mum as we walk about a departmental store, we walk about without a worri on hand...We stroll along the baby section, u play wth the plush toys and i watch the glee in ur eyes, u eye the dolls and i eye u, i pick up a baby bottle and ask u which one shall we buy for our future kid and u return me a smile, a smile i cld die for, nt wantin to let this chance go by, i cross my fingers and put myhand on ur cheeks, i knw u think i aint sincere and tat i m jus kiddin but my love for u is true and all my dreams will come true if i were to get u, i want to be with u, grow old with u and have kids wih u.....i love u....knowin wat ur reply wld be i turn away disappointed but as though to prove love does produce miracles u tell me maybe u think u do love me too......my joy elates me into delirium and i shout and scream despite the various ongoers....i hug u and i say i love u, bt jus as i were to here u say it back, *SNAP* back to reality, maybe its a sign maybe it wasnt meant to be, i dnt wanna know, all i knw is even if in reality it neva happens i will always love u and those words in mi dreams were meant from a achin heart....i dnt knw wat life has in store for me and u and maybe we may neva even see each other i jus pray that one day u wil realise wat i have for u is true and u are the onli one for me....