dreams and chocolate milk

it was in my dream, so I bought it. I felt like drinking chocolate milk. my dream. it was intense. one of the most intense dream in my life so far. exactly what I think will never happened, happened in the dream. it's like something that will never happen, happened. I know I look like I just repeated myself. there was this tall mushroom house with a multistorey carpark at the top of the mushroom

it was weird this dream, but the people inside were important. I still can remember that look on her face. it wasn't a smile. it was one that carried alot of despair and disappointment.

but then again, as I sip my chocolate milk,
it feels good.
once again.
but I still can't forget that look upon her face.
it hurts.