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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

how long is your forever?

yesternight i had a dream. it was a few years later and in my dream i was happy. there were amongst other things all the important people in my life. and the happiest part of the dream was that, you're in it. you're still the biggest part of my life just as you are and have always been. (:

the saying goes that dreams are opposite of reality. i beg to differ. i believe that most dreams represent the state of your mind. that dreams speak of what your deepest yearnings, fears and troubles are.

dreams teach us more than we know. dreams of people dying send us a grim reminder to cherish loved ones around us. dreams of quarrels and failures make us face our fears and stand up to them in reality. dreams of happiness give us hope and regains our confidence in life. what is your dream like?

digressing,
work has made me into someone i never knew i was. i used to think i'm quite accommodating to everyone. but then recently i realise that i do not have tolerance for people who're super exeggerating and whiney. i absolutely can't stand people who don't know how to toe the line and forget that there's something called, personal space. what has all the years of education taught them? i have no freaking idea.

and i didn't know my every word means so much to you, but maybe you'd like to know that i'm long gone and i'm no longer the same person you knew. everything was left behind when we hit the stop button. and i've gone away without you. without regrets. i am not sorry. because you hit the stop button, not me.

oh and you, i feel sorry for you. it's been so long and she still means so much to you. i didn't see it before but now i know and i'm proud of you. you've grown. you're also no longer the girl i used to know but i'm happy that you're this way now. you have to find the courage to move along someday. nobody waits for you. nobody. not even me.

do you sing the national anthem when it's played? do you feel your heart rising with the flag as it is raised? do you say the pledge with a swelling heart? do you feel a lump in your throat when you hear foreigners commend singapore? do you? cos i do.

i know i know there are random nothings plastered all over this page but there are just too many thoughts to organise. too many things to think about. too many people. too many possibilities.

i miss you.

my forever sees no boundaries, no distance, no obstacles...
no matter how far apart we are,
forever is ever so near.
-cheryl
2:40 PM





Cheryl

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