Dream To Make Believe...

There they were face to face for the first time in months.She was still that gorgeous girl dressed in her Sunday best.Her gleaming eyes that has seen much of the world.The good,the bad but mostly the ugly side.She gave a nonchalant smile as she approached him but all he could ever do was stare in shock that they have to meet then of all time.

Circumstances have changed,the magic has disappeared and his feelings are all jumbled up.He was afraid something like this would happen,when the tables turn and suddenly he has to play his hand carefully.

As she comes closer,he felt different.Something about her was amiss.It wasn't so much the air of awkwardness that he usually gets when he has nothing to say.Sadness and brokenness have taken over from where hope and joy once reside.

Because she doesn't want to show her vulnerabilities,he pretended not to see it and decided not to bring it up.They walked side by side,with words people normally associate with flirting.

As time goes on,their conversations became more casual and they found themselves talking a lot more than they're normally used to.He guessed it was probably because of her newfound freedom and her rather more interesting experiences over the months.It could very well be the fact that they both missed each other's company that much.

And soon,the topic of him putting on a show came about.Just the week before,he asked her if his band could play at her school's event which she was organising.She couldn't give him the answer then because of circumstances and now that the only objection has somewhat disappeared,she told him that the limelight is his.

He was ecstatic and from out of nowhere,he gave her a peck.She appeared shocked by it but was trying not to show it.And then,her radiant smile.Soon after,more kisses flew and as suddenly as how it started,it ended.He was trnasported to a black space with nothing in sight.

"Even though your beauty is breathtaking,sweet darlin'..."

"Oh my gosh!" He ran towards his ringing device with a tinge of disappointment because he couldn't get to continue the scene in his figment of imagination.

But as he rubbed his eyes to get a clearer image he saw a familiar name.

It was her.

He cleared his throat and answered it.

"Hey Alex,it's me."

"Hey,hello?Yeah."

"Given circumstances,you and your band can play for the event."

"Are you serious?"

Sure he was euphoric,but he was trying not to show it.Besides,he was still digesting the strange dream he had.

Deja vu.


Dream to make believe.


It's funny how
Things work out
The ones we need
Don't know we're there
If I were sand
And you were oceans
The moon would be
Why you're pulled to me

I wake up and think dreams are real
I sleep so I don't have to feel
The truth that you can't ever be
The one person that won't ever forget me

I hope that dreams
Come when I die
So we can talk
I won't wake up
I'll ask you how
Your life worked out
I'll never know
That I'm just dreaming

I wake up and think dreams are real
I sleep so I don't have to feel
The truth that you can't ever be
The one person that won't ever forget me

Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more

Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more


Dream To Make Believe by Armor For Sleep.