It's been a while since I had such dreams.

It was a little bit cheeky but I felt happy. I've always been a girl who loves kindness. And if a man goes an extra mile for me, he's prolly tugged my heart a little bit.

This man, he wasn't the friendly person, but he had a megawatt smile. He didn't say hi to me first, and he was quiet while I sat beside him. A man with a looks, *squeals*.

But working alongside him for this event, he was always on the ball. I was always nervous around him(it has been awhile!) but he ensured everything would be fine. After the event, he made sure everyone had their fair share of whats left and told us to get a lot of rest, it was getting late.

And i thought it would end there.


After months of not contacting, i had to bug him about my work problems because he was in charge. And of course, he took charge. He pursued the matter and i apologised tons of times for bugging him.

I guess i'm not someone who text up guys, and the only guy i do text is my fiance. What bothers me is, i love kindness. It lingers beyond just the front facade of a person. I keep my contacts almost clean of guys, they'd be the ones texting me for anything. So meeting this new guy pouring out kindness, it has been awhile.

Nah, i don't flirt with him. Kept my msgs to a minimal of a few key words. But it's nice. To meet a nice guy.


Kinda miss my fiance melting my heart that way. Hurts me sometimes when i call him for help & he gives the shrug. I guess i've lost my charm, my beauty and my independancy somewhere. 8years. Why haven't i even looked away when he has? Why do i feel hurt trying to imagine myself being just about happier with someone else? I'm happy. Contented. But sometimes, i just cannot be bothered anymore. I guess i need to find it in me again.


That happiness i had in that dream.


It's in 2months fard. Come on. Buck up.