I saw us in a dream,
We were still together,
Everything was perfect, everything was great,
U were smiling.I had never seen your face radiant.
I just realised that we never see ourselves,our faces in our own dream.
I was really happy,but i never know if I was smiling or not
Because maybe somewhere in there whole conciouss/subconscious stuff I knew it was a dream.I knew we could never be together.
Guess there is no such thing as a happy of good dream,right?