"But only in their dreams can men be truly free." John Keating to McAllister - from the movie Dead Poets Society
You visited my dreams and the moment I woke up, something inside began to hurt. Right there, you found me guilty of something. Time is fleeting. In reality, there should be no time for dreams. What is it about you? You're probably just a dream or rather, a fantasy. But nonetheless, you set me free, once again. You take me from one moment to the next. Everything is full of surprises. You've been a gift in my life. You always execute a sweet gesture. You don't judge. I can bother you with my troubles because you listen; what an effective way to find you too attractive and charming. It has been a year, of trying to avoid this admiration I have for you.
Off the topic: I couldn't believe I've written this mushy thing before! Yes, click the link if you'd like to. It's an old entry.
2 comments:
I do not deny that only in dreams that men can be truly free ... But reality counts all the time.
However, without dreams; there would not be reality ... 'Cause dreams will constitute a structure for reality to happen. I may be wrong though.
*thinking hard*
I guess whenever we are in that kinda mood; we can write a mushy entry. Heh.
(:
Dreams are the foundation for hope and reality
Dream and there will be hope
Hope and there will be reality
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