Disclaimer: CSI - don't own it; the song used - not mine
Spoilers: doubt it
Author: Sab
Feedback: -- I want!!! lolz
A/N: Okay, so just like what I said in the first chapter, this one is a very short one. To what I think this will probably be the shortest chapter. I don't think I can write anything shorter than this.. Anyway the song title is 'I believe in dreams' sang by Janno Gibbs - his a filipino singer incase your wondering. I am not sure if he is the original singer of this but anyway, it's his version that I am familiar with.
Chapter two: I Believe in Dreams
Of my lonely room
Thinking of how to reach you
Dreaming of having you
I have been awaked all afternoon. Since Catherine has left I never got any sleep. I can't stop thinking on her comment of me being such a 'great friend' I mean, of course that is a very nice compliment but she said 'friend'. And looking back at the little conversation we had, well that's probably why she just laughed at me when I offered myself. She thought I was joking. Why? Coz I'm her 'friend!' I believe in dreamsand I believe in miracles
I believe that toy balloons
can reach and touch the moon
I don't have the courage and the will
To say the words but I can feel
That what's inside me is for real
If only I could tell her how I really feel. But then again, she just looks at me as a friend. I close my eyes and try to sleep but every time I close it I see her there. Catherine is there. Okay I can't live like this forever! She said I'm a great friend... so maybe I could look at this the other way around. She said I'm a friend, I shouldn't let me being a friend to her be the end of it all, this could be a great start right?
Oh and I know somedayI'll have the chance to prove and say
Three simple words will come your way
I know I'll have a chance. Someday.
So maybe I'll tell her. Or should I just forget about it?
I'd just decide on this when I wake up, I really need to get some sleep, then maybe I can see the answer of my question in my dream.
Yea, in my dream.... in my dream.... in my dream I can see nothing but Catherine. I sat up and open the drawer on my bedside table where a keep a framed photo of Catherine. My heart flutters just at the sight of her. 'I love you' I whispered at the photo I was holding. Maybe someday I could actually tell that to her. And maybe I should really go to sleep now. A chance for me to say
that I love you
Oh I love you
Yes I love you Oh I love you......
Maybe I could tell her that I love her in my dream. Who am I kidding, of course I'll tell her. I always tell her I love her and she tells me that she loves me too – in my dream. But maybe my dreams could come true.I love my job, I have a good paycheck, my hearing is restored, as far as dreams goes, I could say that my dreams have been fulfilled, well all of it except for one. So maybe all my dreams could come true. Just like what I believe... that dreams, my dreams. Will all come true. I believe in dreams
I believe my dreams
will all come true.
=TBC=