dream 19 march

I had dreams about you again. I ran into you on the street. You brought me hairpins, the kind of black, simple ones which school girls use for school. I thanked you, saying I was just in need of those. Then you told me you were on your way to buy a lipstick for her, but that you're not sure about the pink. I said it's not the right kind of colour, that one with a slight tinge of orange would suit her much better instead. Trust me, I said, because it's exactly the same one I had been using.