Dream..

Dream.. Sometimes it's good; sometimes it's bad..

In good we call that sweet dream; in bad we said that nightmare.. What if that dream is half half..? What should we call it..?


Inside the dream, i saw a girl, i can't saw her face, where she from, but i do know her.. I did.. know who she is..

We talk much, she told me, how happy she felt, how sad she felt, how bad she felt, we do, talk much.. We share, we laugh, we feel each other, and we walk away, on a beautiful way, cover by tall and big tree, both side.. We just keep walking..

Infront the house, we know that is time we should separate.. The car is come, i don't know how it appear, i don't know what happen.. I open my eye....

That.. is just.. a dream.. a dream.. Yea.. is only a Dream.. Good night..

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