went to church today as usual.except todae a different scene was awaiting me.sat dwn behind this old man who was kinda mentally unstable.haf to admit,I was scared of him cox he was making all those noises and i was afraid he wld turn arnd n disturb me or smth.den I saw his wife [or his daughter?] hold his hand during one of e songs.e old man clasped her hand back tightly and they jux stood there holding hands like tt.when I saw tt,I started tearing.dunno y also,but jux seeing how much e woman loved him and how much he loved e woman back was jux v touching..

hmmx had a dream lax nite.it was abt u. surprising as I ve nv dreamt abt u b4.in my dream,we were together..and I can t start to describe how happy I was.it wasn’t really anything much,u jux held my hand and we jux laughed together and all.u noe,act I tink we were being chased by ghosts.hahax.but somehow it jux din seem scary when I knew u were w me.Jux e feeling of holding ur hand made me feel like I was e luckiest girl alive.i rmb wishing w all my might tt it wasn’t a dream and tt it was real. Den I had to wake up.when I opened my eyes and found myself lying in bed,part of me cldnt believe that it was jux a dream,and tt in reality I can nv ever get to hold ur hand. It hurt.it hurt big time.

I jux wish I cld stay forever in tt dream with you.but ttx wad it is,and alwix will be. nothing but a dream.