Waking up from a dream

Back home on this little sunny (and now, perpetually wet) Singapore. And I do feel so strange and foreign. The single one week in South Africa was so amazing and so magical that, I thought I will fall in love again. But as the plane starts to enter Singapore air space, I realized that it is nothing more than just a dream.

As I teared one final time, looking down while he is asleep on my lap, I know that reality is here set in place. The magic and the fantasy will never be real. And I am like Cinderella at the strike of 12, returning to the cold hard truth.

All we had is a shared memory, but never a future. It just hurts to know that I still looked at him longingly and my hand still went through his hair that lovingly. But every dream, will always come to an end. And eventually we all have to wake up from the dream.

When will I ever live in a dream? I will never know. But I know this is not the dream that I can live in.

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Just another girl

Always thinking, always wondering. living everyday. She is standing strong for herself, looking forward and always try to be positive. Now, tell her something that she don't already know.

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