reality continues to ruin my life

It was very early in the morning. My father, my sister and I went to a big bus station, I don't remember where it was. But, I do remember that we were waiting. So was everyone else at the station. For who? I had no idea. We waited for a while. I got really bored but at the same time anxious to see who'd turn up. After a few moment, I recall seeing two red coaches pulled up. They were both full with passengers. I recognized some of the faces in those coaches, but to name them all, would be impossible. I was still not sure who we were waiting for, though. Seeing all those faces on those coaches still hadn't given me any clue who we're picking up that day. The coaches finally stopped, letting out all their passengers. The people who just got off the coaches were all greeted by their families. Us? I didn't recall having a family member who was away and coming back today. Still, I had no clue who'd turn up. The place was now, crowded. I saw happy faces, even tears of joy. Hmm. Still clueless. I saw Father waving to someone. No, I didn't recognize the person.

My eyes began wandering through the crowd. They stopped at the second red coach. There, coming out from it, I saw someone I actually knew, not just I recognized his face, but we shared a history together. Did he see me? Was he the one I've been waiting for? It couldn't be. What was he doing here, then? I didn't remember him telling me he was coming. In addition to the surprise seeing him here, I saw his Mom and his Aunt coming right behind him. Confused, I was. I began to make up my own assumptions. Probably he was here on holidays. Probably he was here to visit his relatives. Probably he was here to accompany his Mom and Aunt. Probably they're here to shop. Probably this was just a coincidence. Probably he didn't even know that I was here. Yes, too many probabilities. I was sure he was not the one we're waiting for as Father already found the person.

We were still at the station. Didn't look like as if we're going to go any time soon, because a few minutes ago, Father had found an old friend to talk to and I was sure it's going to take long. I searched for him. Much to my surprise, he was making his way through the crowd, towards where I was standing. I didn't know how to react. He did see me! This couldn't be a coincidence, could it? He's here for me? People were making way for him. Whoah! This was scary. My palms were getting wet which showed that I was nervous. He was getting nearer! Oh.My.God. What should I do? I was stuck. Everybody was watching. Should I turn my back to him and walk away?

I didn't do that. Instead, I just stood there, watching him coming towards me. By now, he was already in front of me. His face was a few inches away from mine. My throat was dry. I didn't know what to say. Should I say 'Hi'? Man, this was awkward. I looked at him. He had his arms opened, waiting for me to fling my body into his embrace. I did what my intuition told me, I flung into his hug. I haven't felt this secure for such a long time. This was better than words. I just realized how much I've missed him. I didn't want to let go, but reality began to take in. People were watching us. And suddenly, bip bip bip. "Your phone's ringing", I told him. "Not mine", said he. The beeping sound was getting louder. It irritated me, "Can someone just please pick up the God damn phone?!!"

I stirred. This time, reality was really beginning to kick in. I slowly opened my eyes. There I was, on my bed. No him, no crowd, no red coaches. Just me, myself and I. And my alarm clock. Dammit! And it was already 8h30!!! I jumped out of bed realizing that it was the third time in two weeks I've been dreaming about the same thing. Could it be a sign? I don't know. It could probably be. Also, that dream got me late to class this morning! *sigh* =(

Juliette xx
Listening to : Seven Days - Craig David