A dreamer? Indeed.

A glimpse into the soul of a true dreamer ...
... a dreamer living in the past


Remember that one July night … when we were sitting on the beach, listening to the waves crash upon the seashore, letting the moon touch us gently with its pale silver light? Remember when you held me tight and said you love me? That nothing would ever matter as long as we two were together. Remember?! Because if not … let me remind you!
You assured me that you would you never leave, that we would be together forever.
I was naïve. Yes, I was still a kid and I believed you. I believed you that you will be there for me no matter what.

And now I am hurting. I wake up every day expecting to hear your voice, your whisper in the morning air, but damn, all I hear is the breeze outside my window. You left without even saying goodbye, not a word, not a single explanation. You left me wondering …

It has been a rollercoaster, I am not going to lie. It has not been easy to try to get over you, and it has been even harder to believe that you could leave me because of her. What was it about her that captivated you? Her personality, her good heart, or her fake blonde hair and her annoying laughter?!
You know … I do not care. You are a grown man. Do what is best for you, but do not expect me to forgive you one day when you realize she is not the one.

I have moved on. And I am happy about it.

I met Harry, by the way. Did I tell you this? No, I did not. But this is because we have not talked to each other in ages, I assume. Anyways … Harry. He is nothing like you. To begin with, he is a businessman, not a carpenter! He is pretty busy, but he knows what he wants from life. He also knows that he wants me. No matter how tired or even exhausted he is after work, he spends an hour (from 8-9, to be precise) every evening, simply … loving me, you know. And then, at 09:01 he opens his laptop again and continues working … he is so committed, don’t you think? I admire his discipline and strive towards perfection. I completely understand his needs, even though sometimes I would like to have him for myself a little bit more, you know … go for a walk on the beach once in a while, go to the movies, or just talk …

But hey, our relationship is amazing! It is great. Good. I mean fine. Ok. Well, it is a challenge, actually, but what else can I do? I need to forget you somehow. I mean, who am I kidding, I am still talking to you, even right now … I just cannot flush you out of my system. You were my first love. Some people say that first love is the toughest one, and yes … I completely agree, but it is the sweetest, too …

You know, I still remember that night last summer when I thought nothing could ever break us apart. I still recall the sound of the waves crashing upon the seashore; I remember the beauty of the calming silver moonlight. Do you? Because if not … then give me a chance to remind you!