The way you look at me is so lovely. What you say has love for me. It’s the real love. It’s unmistakable. I don’t need to ask you if you love me. The way we joke and laugh together is natural. I never thought we were this close. It is like we have been together forever. Whatever I do, I know you will understand me. Can I be happy this much?
I wake up lying in my bed alone. I’m disenchanted. But I’m glad that I could love with you in my life.
I always wanted to be with her. She was looking at me in my dream last night. I couldn’t be brave to forget her. I trace my memory. Her every little movements are shortened. She is getting blurry. It is slowly fading away from memory. My figure that was only looking at you will soon naturally disappear like I forget my dream tomorrow.
Please smile for me.
Please hug me.
Please give me your love.
Please give me your dream.
Please be my unforgettable memory.
Please always stay with me.
Please be my everything.
He opens his eyes lying in bed. He hears piano sound from neighborhood. It’s too bright and fast for him. He is not sure if it woke him up. He hopes that piano sound is slow and relaxing so he can be more relaxed from his awake. He imagines the melody of Chopin’s Nocturne Op.9 No.2. Then he listens to it. He realizes that he is still in dream. With not too much of a surprise, he decides to just enjoy it. He thinks it sounds more beautiful in dream.
He has a dream, so he starts to find friends and colleagues to achieve the goal. After all those hard workings all-together, he is standing in front of success. He realizes that what please him is not the success that he has dreamed of, but the look on their faces who are standing next to him shaking his hand.
‘If I can continue to see her in a dream,’ thought the guy.
One year passed after failure of his first love. She was already loving another guy at that time. He had realized it is impossible to change her mind. He was desperate for love. Time did not wait for him. Now, he is living where he cannot see her anymore. Sometimes the memory tortured him.
He is with her in a dream. He is on a chair. She is sitting on his thigh face to face, surrounding his neck with her arms. She smiles at him. He feels her love. She is finally loving him back as he wished and prayed. He hugs her tight, and vows himself with tears in his eyes that he will love her forever.