---I was late for work today, because i dreamt of you, which is the most wonderful thing in the world.---
I was holding and playing with your daughter. So you were married, it bit me. She was the prettiest and cutest little girl i've ever seen. She wore a lovely blue sun dress, and wanted to sit with me on the swing. But she said, "Papa will scold me." You were watching us in some distance away. I told the little girl, "Do not be afraid, he won't." She happily sat beside me, and both of us played as we swung and watched you busy with your work. I smiled at you and you smiled back.
As we were having a very good time something happened at your side. You looked very angry as you charged toward us. The little girl got very scared and wanted to hug me tightly. Before she could hide in my arms you slapped her face, not very tight, but i'm sure it hurt her. She was very frightened, but i saw the pain and instant regret in your eyes, too.
Just one slap and we are all hurt. I'm hurt to see you so angry and troubled. There was something wrong. You are the person i've known who loves children the most. I wanted to comfort you and help, or at least be a good listener, or to lend you a shoulder to cry on. But I was afraid, like I always do. You walked away sadly and I couldn't reach you...... .
I woke up from the dream this morning at a quarter past eight, only to struggle back to it again, so I could know what problems were you having, and what could I do for you, well, although it's just a dream made up by my subconscious mind. The subconscious mind. It is the place where your deepest desires are well hidden, only to surface when you least thought of it, and scare you with your own selfish and wicked thoughts.
I was back in the dream again. You were telling me about your marriage, about your beautiful wife. Both of you were living happily together in a very beautiful house. Your wife was swimming elegantly in the pool. She is really beautiful, with aura as well. But after sometime she couldn't cope with the family, she couldn't bear being alone always. You were still as busy as ever, and your temper got worse. You and her are on the verge of breaking up.
Oh, why are things happening in this way? I want you to have a very happy life. Oh how can I help you?......
And I woke up at 8.50am., just 15 minutes to my scheduled time to leave home for work. My, my, I dreamt of YOU, and it was the longest, and clearest dream about you i ever had. Your 'daughter' was really charming. Why did I have such dreams? And why are you still as troubled as ever? Will you ever find happiness?
I left home only at 9.22am. Shucks. I still think of you everyday. It's becoming a habit. It's not right, I'm 'supposed' to have no feelings for you anymore.
Love is something I think I just don't know how.
