i just woke up from the most amazing and beautiful dream ive ever had. im hoping and praying that its not just some rough spun fiction my subconscious threw up, but one of those possible deja vu moments. you know, when you dreamt it before then the situation actually occurs and your like whoa... ive been here before.
even if you DONT know, shut up and read this will you.
"we were travelling through Germany, the three of us. i had with me a friend(who i have never met before in real life) and a good friend(who i have met many many times and consider an important part of life. actually, nowadays maybe not so much.). now i knew that the good friend just exited a relationship with an old associate of mine. lets call him ZHLM, who was also traversing Germany with a group of his cronies. i knew that my good friend still harboured feelings for him but i was jealous of the relationship so i kept my mouth shut.
along the way, i saw ZHLM a few times, always clutching to himself a red bag or cap that i knew was important to my good friend. it was apparent ZLHM was intent on returning the item and renewing the relationship. dont ask me how i knew i just did, like you always do in dreams. i said nothing to my good friend though, due to my envy and we proceeded with our trip.
however, at an airport i finally couldnt take it when my good friend blurted out that she missed ZHLM, and exclaimed "you know what ZLHM has been close to us all this while. hes trying to return your item and ive seen him two or three times already. god this is getting ridiculous." upon hearing this, my good friends eyes began to turn red and welled up, as if she was on the verge of crying. which shocked me because she was the last person on earth i ever thought id see cry. without a word she turned and walked away.
now its where it gets interesting.
so its only me and my friend and we decided to continue our trip and have as much fun as possible. in a taxi, we travelled from the main city out into the countryside on our merry way to the next city. however, we stopped along the way at this little pub/restaurant. rustic it was, complete with wooden benches and heavy curtains obscuring parts of the place. we sat down and ordered food and drinks and who should come in but ZHLM, his cronies, and one very good friend. they seemed a jolly group, laughing and talking. especially ZLHM and my very good friend who had obviously made amends and were now back together.
seeing this made my blood boil so me and my friend tried our best to ignore them and eat our meal. however, their presence was punctuated with loud outbursts and raucous laughter, to the point where i could not bear to eat another bite and left the food in a big basket upon our table. muttering darkly to myself me and my friend tried repeatedly to call a cab.
suddenly, the curtain next to our table moved aside ever so slightly and this beautiful, beautiful girl was in front of me. she had eyes piercing and clear, twinkling with no small mischievousness. her hair, though partially concealed by a hood she was wearing, long dark and lustrous. lips small and petite, at that moment corners upturned into a darling smile. which was all the more pronounced due to her oh so lovable but at the same time delicate and sporadic freckles.
without saying a word, she beckoned slightly and shyly at the basket of food, asking whether she could have a bit. stunned, i could only nodd and she took a bit of bread before retreating back behind the curtain. now, it was known to me that this girl i have never seen before but somehow knew was in the backgroud hiding somewhere all this time. as if i were in a rock band and she was on of the roadies, always setting up equipment and making sure my performances ran well. but yet never actually noticed.
imagine my pleasant surprise when she appeared again, her features reminding me of a doe caught at a stream, right before it bounds away never to be seen again. she shyly motions at the basket again but this time, i say back "why not we share this meal at that table over there behind you?" startled, the girl smiled and nodded.
before we sat down behind a dark curtain which seemed to separate us from the crudeness of the gathering not metres from where we were, i asked her "whats your name?"
to which she replied with an accent so strange, yet made so alluring with a deceptive and enigmatic voice "my name is Belle." instantly i fell head over heels for this girl. she was perfect to me in every way! and even in ways i never thought of! if i had to guess her accent, it would be European, but from which country exactly, impossible. after we finished our meal, i extended an invitation to her to join our trip. which she happily accepted!
we went out of the bar and managed to flag a cab straight away, to take us away from the crass group of undesirables back in the bar. along the way. Belle and i got to know each other a lot more and she began cracking jokes that had me in tears. i could tell that she was what ive been looking for all this while."
and then the dream ended and i find myself here writing on my blog at 830 in the morning.
Belle...
get into my life quick, i need you now more than ever
Blink 182's Everytime I Look For You
Everytime I look for you the sun goes down
And I stumble when this whole thing runs aground
I left another message
You are never around
But everytime I look for you the sun goes down
Once more
Will the last one out, please shut the door
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