Un blog d'une rêveur, écrivain sceptique, randonnée adolescent, impuissant romantique, mélancolique sanguin, et décorer l'artiste dans la fabrication.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
My dream. Him.
Yes, I am a dreamer and I dream about him.
I don’t think I can find a perfect box which is huge enough for me to put away my dreams. I don’t think I can find a shelter strong enough to protect myself from the monstrous storms and rains when this dream ends. I don’t think I can find a morphine that is able to paralyze my brain and heart when the dream is drifting and floating away. And I believe that brainwashing won’t do any good; the resonating light, sparks of excitement and happiness I get whenever I’m with this dream will still remain.
So, I’m begging you, God. Keep this dream with me. Make my dream stays with me for who I am. Assure him that no one else could love him better than I could. And please, help this dream—my dream—him—everyday to always find a reason to like me, to always remember the reasons why he loved me once.
This is my dream. This is about him. My dream is about him.
