Yesterday on the way back home in the bus whilst sleeping and dreaming and waking up. I had a dream. A nice dream actually. I dreamt that I was all dressed in this super slim beautifully cut wedding gown. I was happy ... deliriously happy and there I was walking to the altar to my intended.
And the priest was also in attendance. Reciting marriage vow. I remember being so happy I could not hear the words. Hazy. I think I used my own imagination here and wished that I was marrying a white man.
There was love all around. He loved me too. Loves - present tense. This is the one guy that I would be spending my waking life with. The one that I am determined to grow old with. My darling. My husband. My soul mate.
The priest was asking whether I agreed to marry him. I said yes. Oh how happy I was and him too... he was giddy with love and also laughing. He said yes too because we were kissing... a kiss that is not so chaste but of wanting and joy.
Oh how I intend this to be real. It has been so long.. it looks like I wanted a wedding after all and for the whole world to know :-) My dinner was supposed - our dinner reception was to take place 1 week later at my birthplace - Melaka.
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