just a dream

i should not have written a blog about you. now i still think about you.

okay let's see. if i get it out of my chest, maybe then you will go away. please go away?

now i will try to recall the moments that we shared that seemed like a dream.

first time i laid my eyes on you, i was at the tail of the plane at the farthest distance from you when you walked in. i spotted you right away. at 50 feet or so i could still make out your inexplicable regalness and towering good looks. you surely caught my eye. i made sure that within that 2 hours and a half flight i will find out something about you.

i instantly recognized your name. of course! it's printed in one of the country's denominations. now that made me more curious for i am a curious cat. my fascination grew when i talked to you.

after that first encounter, like my colleagues, i will just drool all over you whenever you are on board. you would make my day. you were just a dream.

i left my old job for greener pastures. one fateful night my phone rang and it was you at the other end of the line. you just don't know...you made my dream come true. funny how we talked for hours and met so many times. trying to hide our feelings from each other with the company of your employee.

the problem was...even if i was living the dream, it still felt like it was a dream. even if i was in it, i was still dreaming about it. the plane that you own and fly, the island, the car racing, i loved the excitement of knowing that i was travelling with you when you were campaigning for your dad as the president. you were my sport, my adrenaline rush.

i felt your sadness, i felt your fears, i even thought you would break down in tears. i loved you and how i loved that you loved me too. then i realized we were different. we could not possibly be together. you have your responsibilities and i have mine. the time was not right when we almost woke up to that deafening alarm.

i had to go. i had to let you go. i had to wake up from that deep slumber. i was hoping you'd wake up too.

but one night you came into my dream again. it was too late. i was in another person's dream. wrong dream i said right into your face. it was sad. up to this day i don't know if it was right for me to have woken up from that dream without you.

now i'm falling asleep. i beg you please not to get into my dreams again.