the best dream of my life!

okok i know its uber early.
but i couldnt go back to sleep anymore!
also cos' i wanted to rembr my dream forever!!
and im afraid that if i sleep,
i'll forget what its all abt.
but then again... dreams like these dont come by everyday.

for once! its not a damn nightmare.
and though i knw dreams are dreams, they dont come true,
i really wish i cld keep sleeping.

it took place in cashew heights.
yes. just imagine the familarity.

you knw, in dreams, you seldom rembr or recognise a place no matter how clse you are to it. anywayyyyyyy...

i woke up beside 2 pple, in my daddys room.
1. agnes. 2. breakfast b.
(agnes is his sister btw)
it was sooo weird. i was undercovers n they werent. (dont ask why. im clueless)
and then i walked out and saw Breakfast's wholeeeeeee family and mine too!
and i was like.... wtf???

he was such a darlin i tell you
(which is rare, cos' he never, NEVER holds my hand)
he held me and we ate breakkie with everyoneeee.

it was kinda freaky.
there were random ppl walking ard. in different adn random directions.
like ghosts. S:

still!
and i met an old lady who kept kissing me and patting me on the head.
i thought for a bit,
and i realise, its prolly his granny that i havent met.
and i dont really knw why,
but i knew everyone there whilst still in the dream.
then when i awoke, *poof* memory gone.

so basically the dream went on.
and on...

it was weird.
i met DIM there too. but it was like a differnt dimension.
VERY graphic.
as if he was in a dream in my dream. (get it??)
and he was so happy. like he was there for someone else.
so i kept checking my reflection to see if i was really Rachel.

and i was,
with a different look.
i was slight plump on my belly.
had a lil pimple spot on my chin.
i had a chubby double chin,
and i looked down-
i had a oversized tummy: im pregnant.

you'd tink i'll freak out. but no.
i pinched myself to make sure it was a dream
and btw, it f*cking hurts la!
dont knw how that worked!

i looked ard and realised,
everyone was in the house to help me get ard.
it was funny.
even when i was with a kid,
we still got kinky in a cute way-
he would wink. i would shy away
then he'd grab my hand. i'd hold it tighter.

it was weird. the dream took up my sleep.
i woke up feeling sad i got hurt pinching myself in my dream
and i tink i slept walk. cos i got a red mark on my arm!!!
and now,
i miss every part of my history.
EVERYPART.
frm the 'shall we date?' to the 'i like your sister' to the 'i love you k'
to the last straw.
to the 'im sorry' to the 'lets try it again' to the 'still'.
still, you say?

yes. and the song 'still' plays itself in my mind.
and i cant help but imagine you being the only one i knew existed at one point in time.
the only one i woke up for, slept for, studied for, prayed for, cried for, fought for.
you're still the one.