that i had this dream…a couple of times. it’s quite odd actually because i had it once in high school and then a couple years later in my early college years. it started out with the perfect wedding, the perfect day. i was wearing the perfect white wedding dress and i had tons of guests. i had just walked down the aisle in this church with really high ceilings and beautiful stained glass windows. i was starring into the eyes of the one i was about to say “i do” to and you know that one line where the preacher asks…if anyone objects please say so now? yeah well he was at that part and then…this guy comes busting through the tall wooden doors screaming…”i love you!” we must have been past lovers or something because my jaw dropped and i dropped my huge bouquet of white roses. i swear it was like a korean drama and the flowers drop to my side in slow motion. i literally felt my heart stop. everyone is just looking back and forth at me and the guy panting at the doors. i don’t really what happened next except that im standing in one of the hallways in the back talking to the guy who just proclaimed his love for me. i know i felt utter confusion and as much as i hated it, i still loved him. and so at that moment, i walked away from my perfect wedding on the perfect day. i walked out in my perfect white wedding dress holding the hand of the man that i obviously still loved.
anyways…i always wake up after that!! what kind of fucking dream is that!! if you ask me, that sucks for the guy left at the altar. so is this what’s going to happen in my future because i dreamt it not only once, but twice! well…maybe it won’t happen because i don’t even want to get married in a church so heh :p maybe i’m saved? i know…i’m a psycho for dreaming this :[
i got the tinglies so many times throughout reading this. then i read it to jason. he got tinglies at the very end.
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