Dream. Dream.
I've always wanted to have a musician as my boyfriend.
Yet I've fallen into some guys (and nothing worked as always >.<).
I'd love to listen to his songs everyday,
hearing his voice that could make me remain in peace.
I'd love to see how good he is when he plays his guitar,
putting all of he is to saturate with the music.
He'll be singing out his feeling loudly on the stage.
Surrounded by the blinding lights and cheering crowd.
And there I'll be, far away in front of him,
watching in silence.
When people calling out his name,
I'll be smiling and proud that he is mine.
Argh, here it goes again.
Just my imagination...
Dying to love you,
4:38 PM
