i dreamt that i was in my imaginary world

and i somehow managed to persuade mom and dad to let me have the car. the whole intention was to go and look for him

i remembered the journey in my imaginary world. the signboards, the roads.

reached where he is. then i found out that he was going to get married to her. i thought it was a joke. i remember his promises to me. i followed him around. pretty much amused at first. and i even helped with the preparation of the task he has to do to get the bride.

i remember vividly the last clue. where he had to go to the post office. i followed along. i even gave directions. i remember the post office. he had to take something from this part of the garden within the post office compound. to get the key to enter, we had to go upstairs to get it from the office.

i remember trailing him. i remember seeing his excitement. i remember seeing his joy. and i remember that he was getting married to another girl. i squeezed his palm, twinned his fingers with mine, and squeezed it. i remember he squeezed my fingers lightly and let them drop lose. i was the one holding on. i looked at him. full of hurt. i asked him. what happened? i thought you said it was me. what happened?

he looked at me with a very sarcastic face, saying "im tired of pleasing you, im tired of your never ending wanting of attention. im tired of you"

and he left.

i looked at him one last time, all that went through my mind was, you said you liked it when i manja with you, you said you like the attention i gave you, you said you liked the way i needed you, you said you loved me, you said there was no other girl. you said. and you forgot.

with all the strength i had left in my body, i ran away from him, ran away from what i saw, ran away from his presence.

i remembered, he was wearing a light beige colored tuxedo.