Althea's
As I go across a long bridge by myself, I can't stop myself from crying. I have no notion why I'm in this place, and I have no prior awareness of the surroundings. It was difficult for me to see clearly as I rolled my eyes because of the tears that were streaming down my cheek. I'm not sure what was making me weep as well.
There are beautiful flowers at the end of the bridge that is beautiful even from a distance, and I'm already smack dab in the middle of the booming field. My gaze was instantly drawn to the river, which was teeming with life and flowing with crystal-clear water. Because the water in the river was so pure, I decided to stroll to the side of the bridge where it could be seen from all directions.
This is a very secluded, crowded, and windy area. My eyes had grown tired of staring at the river by the time I reached the end of the bridge, so I kept walking. Because I had seen them from a distance, I took a few steps closer to the flowers and plucked a sunflower. It was then that I understood how beautiful they were.
During my time spent appreciating the flowers, a man came up to me and I didn't know him at first.
He is 5'9" tall and weighs 150 pounds, which is a good combination for his size. Only medium in hue, but with a pointed nose and thin lips, he is slim with pale eyes and red lips, as well as thin lips and red lips. His form was really beautiful.
Sorry for not noticing you before, Miss. It was my fault. When I heard his voice for the first time, I was even more taken aback. I'm not sure why, but I was able to identify it.
As she looked at me with such sad eyes, I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.
"Please accept my apologies, Miss. Was it too painful? Sorry. " With his stare running across my full face, he probed further.
When I couldn't find the words to express my feelings, I simply shook my head and tried again.
"Exactly why are you here? Do you know that I recently had a dream in which I saw another person?" As soon as he told me about the dream, I turned to him.
"In your dreams, what do you mean?" Asked him about it, he was surprised and wrinkled.
"As a result, I'm baffled by your presence in my dream, as you're the only one present and I'm the only one who thinks about this spot while I'm having trouble sleeping. In what way did you get inside my REM sleep?" I was floored by what he said; my brain was unable to grasp it.
No, you can't get into your dreams. There must be a better way to describe it. I had a dream just now, in the course of time. Nakakapagtaka!
'I don't understand what you're saying,' I said, and I turned my back on him.
I carried on walking, but I became aware that he was keeping pace with me.
"Because I don't know you, I am grateful that you are here. It seems as if I'm suffocating whenever I'm alone. When you're alone, it's awkward. Aren't I just as lonely in real life as I am in my dreams?" It wasn't until a long time later that he figured it out.
It wasn't until I glanced at him that I realized he was wearing a black v-neck t-shirt with the words "alone in this world" printed on it.
"What's the reason you're the only one in the world? If it's just a dream, what's the point?" My ears perked up as I heard her smile and sigh.
"My parents died in a vehicle accident, and my siblings have moved to another country where they don't even acknowledge my existence. The fact that his boyfriend is my best friend, whom I regarded as a sibling, made it much more painful when I was going to surprise him at their house on our anniversary. When I opened his room, there they were, naked and executing a miracle." In her voice, there was a lot of sadness.
"However, I'm not the only one who feels this way. My boyfriend also cheated on me. In the event that he hadn't abandoned me and chosen his wife, we would have been together for four years at this point. There is the agony of not having him when I really need him. We're both relieved that he's gone, but is it because I'm delighted that he did? Due to my "goody two shoes" persona, I've worn him out. He's fed up with me. Hahahahaha" To my surprise, he approached me and I was forced to halt and stare at him. "Inquiring minds want to know: Do you know why you're so disheveled?"
"Do you think you're beautiful? The only reason I can see how good your heart is is because we're in a dream. There's no bitterness in your heart toward your ex or toward the lady he chose for himself. What's the secret behind that?" To which he responded by smiling,
"Hmm. Because of the way my parents trained me, I'm not sure, but I think they're aware that I shouldn't send or harbor hatred or resentment. Having a bad mood is fine, but allowing it to linger will only lead to me being utterly depleted. Although I'm saddened by this, I still have compassion for him and hope that whatever path he chooses in life is filled with joy." I could tell he was skeptical of everything I said. That's why his reply made me giggle.
"Wow! A someone like you, who is so pure in love that he is willing to hurt you in order to make the other person happy, just came into my life. If only I could do that, I'd be happy "He smiled, but his eyes were filled with a deep sadness.
"But it's not as if I'm the only one who feels this way. My ex-boyfriend had cheated on me as well. Without him abandoning me and choosing his new wife, we would have been together for four years at this point. The agony of not having him when I need him the most is still present. If he left me, we're happy, or perhaps I'm simply delusional? Due to the fact that I am such a 'goody two shoes,' he has grown tired of me. He's becoming disinterested in me. Laughing out loud" I tried to chuckle, but he moved to the front of the room, and I came to a complete halt, and he gazed at me. "What exactly is it? What is it about you that makes you look like that?"
"Do you think you're beautiful? His actions were foolish and they changed you; I can see how good your heart is, perhaps because we're in a dream, and that there isn't any resentment toward your ex or toward his lady living there in your heart. What is the best way to go about it?" He grinned as he heard the promise.
"Hmm. Maybe it's because my parents raised me, and they understand that I shouldn't express my rage or carry hatred toward others. It's fine for me to get furious or to experience any other negative emotion, but I shouldn't let it last too long since I will be devastated if I do. I still understand him, and I constantly hope that he is content with whatever decision he makes in life, despite the fact that I am disappointed in him." I realized that he was having difficulty believing what I had stated. That's why I couldn't help but giggle at his reaction.
"Wow! Just recently, I came across a person who reminded me of you. You are very pure in your love, to the point where it is good for him to harm you as long as he is content with himself. It would be wonderful if I were able to do the same thing "He smiled, but the sadness in his eyes was palpable.
"It's not difficult for him to do, at least not for me, ha. Although it's difficult, I'm putting myself in their shoes and attempting to comprehend what they're going through..." I gave him a knowing smile and looked him in the eyes. "I was thinking if I could put myself in their shoes and see whether I would be able to accomplish that?"
He quickly raised his brows and shook his head "No matter what they did, I don't think you'll be able to pull that off. Just like you mentioned, you're placing yourself in a difficult situation. Keep your cool and I'm confident you'll do the correct thing." I grinned at his response because he was absolutely correct.
"In the event of a circumstance similar to theirs, I would not choose to be wounded more than other people, despite the fact that I sometimes make rash judgments and am selfish. However, I can't let my conscience eat me, and so I never seeded resentment in anyone, despite the fact that I understand them. It's because I'm so forgiving, even if they don't apologize, that I think that's the problem. " Even though I'm still hurt, I've forgave them. Because I believe that's one of the reasons why heart wounds heal more quickly." As a final gesture, I pointed to his heart.
"Wow! "It's like everything I have to say!" Haha, but seriously, you're a tough person. Forgiving someone isn't easy, and it requires a lot of courage and mental fortitude. Moreover, for someone like you, I can't forgive someone that quickly; it takes a long time for me to do so. Of fury. For someone like myself, forgiving is a difficult thing to do "As he sat there on the grass, gazing up at the stars,
It appears to have the same weight as the burden he is carrying. " I understand that for some people, forgiving is extremely difficult, especially if they've been injured by people they thought would never hurt or deceive them. What about that, though? It's best to prepare for the unexpected. What else can you do with your rage besides vent it? As long as you don't let your anger eat away at you, moving on will be a lot more difficult. When your rage gets out of control and eats away at your self-confidence, it's easy to do the wrong things.
"I'm well aware of the situation. Everyone, everyone, you've done something that you shouldn't have done in the first place. You should have realized what you were getting yourself into. You should have realized what you were getting yourself into. You should have realized what you were getting yourself into. You should have realized what you were getting yourself into. You should have realized what you were getting yourself into. The result is that "you're going to have a difficult time." When I was staring at him, he didn't even bother to glance at me. "If your heart is filled with rage, you understand that you will never be free. You're stuck in this place.
"Can you tell me what prompted your decision to part ways?" Even though I was caught aback by his query, I managed to break a smile in response.
No, not at this time.
When you say it, it gives the impression that you're already on the move.
"Well, honestly, I haven't been able to relocate yet since it takes time, and I haven't been able to leave yet because I am not yet free," I'm saying. 'I agree,' he said, nodding his head. If I'm in a bad mood, there may be nothing else I can do. You should be aware that I am not that talented. My feelings for him haven't changed, therefore I respect his decision, even though it's difficult to accept at the time. No longer indignant with him or them, my chest doesn't feel quite as heavy as it does regularly."
"It looks that your heart is free of ill will toward him, that you love him, but that you are not enraged with him for what he did, which is commendable." That's something I'm looking forward to as well."
As long as you don't have any animosity in your heart, you will be able to make some progress, albeit at a glacial pace. Ultimately, it is not the person who is difficult to forget, but the thoughts and memories that the person created that are the most difficult to forget.
With my gaze fixed upward at the night sky, it was soothing to imagine that such a place existed. Do you want to go? My eyes are closed, and I'm allowing the breeze to wash over me.
In other words, "I'm an alt——."
My body felt like it was being yanked out of my hands.
""Althea!!" It's time to get up and move around! So that we don't get sick, we're going to eat and go to work." Fritzie slapped me awake and that's when I realized what had happened.
My god this girl,s he really slapped me! When I stood, I surveyed her. She smirked at me as he pretended to retreat.
"Bes!" As soon as she walked out of the room, I yelled out to her "the bizarreness of my waking dream.. I'd walked into a man's fantasy."
"Omg! Omg! No, I don't think so. Romance? Thriller? Is he attractive?" A pillow was thrown in my face as well.
"Shunga! No, we're conversing and I'm able to empathize with his situation."
"The narrative that Madam is finishing for you has a plot! Make a note of your thin-appearing jowa's deception! Then murder him in a gruesome manner!! Let's scream!" He was still yelling at the top of his lungs. So I squirmed.
"Let him go, you know. None of this is about me. My only concern is that he has a good time "I let out a sigh.
"I'm not sure how you feel about this! Stupid! Martyr! Okay, then!" she walked out of the room without saying a word.
In reality, the sorrow I felt even two months earlier was still raw as I stared at the closed door. His return is something I desperately desire, but it is simply not possible.
The man's face remained in my mind even as I bathed, so I got up and went to the restroom, where the man's face remained in my mind as well. In his eyes, you could see the ache.
"What do you mean? What if you are simply a fantasy?"
I washed my teeth and cleared my head before going to bed. Because the locker outside will probably just stare at me, I also took a shower.
When I came out, he was already eating and in uniform.
"Eat that, because later when you haven't passed the draft yet, the dragon will hit you again"
Aish! Madam is dreaming of me, it's hard to think of a plot, what does she think of me? Psh.
When we finished eating, Kame left to join the publishing company, Kame took the bus. Tinatry king sleep again because I might see him, Nixon.
When I couldn't sleep I opened my eyes, while the bus was stopped there was someone sitting on the bench at the top of the bus he looked like Nixon !!
That's why I looked at him even though I almost looked out the window.
I can't go wrong! That's nixon! What he was wearing in my dream was also what he was wearing.
When he raised his eyes our eyes met, he stood up and his eyes widened .. he pointed at me.
I was amazed at what I saw. Like what the heck ?? Suddenly the bus started moving and we kept looking at each other. Until he disappeared from my sight.
So it's true, Nixon is true. Omg!