I dreamed of Christian. I felt him so close to me. His arms were so warm and loving. Kahit gaano man ako naging kasayang makasama niya, I still know that I am dreaming. Because he is gone. He left me. He was always caring about my security and safety but he has no idea how I've been after he left.
In my dream, I was crying hard. But as I open my eyes, I don't feel anything. I'm in the familiar room but I don't know which. Madilim ang paligid at kung hindi ako nagkakamali ay sa lampshade nanggagaling ang mumunting ilaw na iyon.
I was lying straight on the bed. My eyes fixated on the ceiling as if I could see through it what happened in the floor 13 -of me leisurely watching the guy suffer from his own death while I documented it on my canvas. It's such an awful sight. Umiwas ako ng tingin
