Thursday, September 07, 2006

In the dream you came as the mailman.
Wishing me happy birthday.
Those chocolates were your gift for me.
You knew what I like.
I think it was Cadbury but it doesn't really matter.
I was just glad to see you.
But the newspaper said 'Year 5000'
'Am I dreaming or what?' I told myself.
Who cares? I just wanted to see you again.
I did.
And it makes it even more painful when I wake to find that you are gone.




gone and never coming back.
God, how can you allow such dreams?