weird dream in the bus
plot is we're supposed to meet up. so i was driving on my motorcycle to wherever it's gonna be. then you texted me "maya-maya lang konti. may kausap lang ako". i didnt reply. we're supposed to meet anyway. i just drove. then i drove past this two people arguing. both with long blonde hair. turns out. it was you. and your husband. with long blonde hair. and you were fighting over our messages on your phone. (i could've sworn i remember that one line he said but just couldn't right now.) i didn't know what to do. i was looking at you from the side mirror. then i decided to make a uturn and watch you from the other side of the street. you're holding your phone. still arguing. from that moment, the reason why i was watching was just in case he beat you up so i could save you. and you were holding your phone in front of his face while he reads. inhad this thought of texting you something awful. like an douche line so he could read that it's ok and you wouldn't go for me. to save you from the argument. i don't know if i did. it ended there.
