A Nightmare

The story goes like this...

Old town old streets old buildings,it looks as if it happened in 1920s. You me your lover and a friend. It was at noon where the sun is supposed to shine bright, instead the sky wasn't blue, evil clouds were covering the whole city, the sky was dark just like my heart was back then. We were walking in a small old mart, the ceiling was brown wood and everything else was in faded old colors. You and your lover, joking, fooling around, while i looked away carrying bags of stuff we bought. Once or twice I caught you looking at me, you were smiling and it was priceless. But I was falling into pieces when you guys kissed, the sky agreed with me it started raining. Still hand in hand you walked with your lover humming love songs, it was perfect. I wasn't supposed to be there,yes I was the flaw...

As we were heading home, I insist on driving the old Vespa. I recall we had to pass mountains and lots and lots of turns. I was so blue after the mart, after the holding hands, after the kissing... Sitting behind me, I told you to hold on tight. Like a small kid you nod and hold tight you did. First turn... second turn... mountains.. roads..The wind was riding with me, I was fast. Your lover and the other guy screamed shit at me, complaining and so mad they were. Like bitches the won't stop complaining, telling me to turn right.. turn left.. slow down.. be careful.. All that shit only made me speed up. I was even more blue. Nah i was mad red, red like a tomato. Just then I heard a whisper ' sabar yah ' your lips was so close it tingles, and so...I slowed down...Like a kid you buried your head on my back holding me so tight, singing a lullaby. The world was loud but all I can hear was your voice. The sky was clearer, the sun showed up a little bit. I calmed down.

We stopped for a while, your lover needed something from the store. There were only you and me outside, you looked so sad telling me you're together with your lover but you had feeling, a little feeling for someone else. You then cover your face and I saw little tears of loneliness run down you face, my heart was beating hard. I took your hand and we ran to the Vespa and off i took you away.
We didn't look back and I was racing with the wind. We were on the top of the mountain, like in the movies, you put your hands up and screamed, I saw your smile through the rearview mirror. The sky was even brighter then, and the air was like breathing freedom. You then hold on so tight telling me 'I'll go wherever you go'.
we passed old buildings old roads, and for some reason the sky turned dark again and so was my heart. Our Vespa died, I parked it near an old building. Just then, I saw your lover and his friend came running from afar, and i wasn't ready for your lover to take you away. Your lover came to me "Where is my Vespa? Give it back!" looking mad. I was so confused, your lover didn't even look for you, it's as if the motorcycle is even more precious than you. Handed the keys and off your lover went with the Vespa. I was there just standing like a fool... I didn't get it. I look behind me, you were gone.. The sky was dark. I sat there starring into spaces, my mind was blank, my heart was empty... I didn't get it.

This dream is created by the ghost in my head

 Saturday, January 29, 2011