"Dreams are possible. You can do whatever you want. Even if you want to fly."

"Come on. I don't believe I can fly. Probably gonna crawl my whole life."

Indeed she doesn't. Who could fly anyway? Dreams are only for those who can afford them. As much as she hated to burst her own bubbles of hope, dreams come at a price too high that many people can't afford unless they're willing to get hurt with the rude awakening once they wake up. Sadly for her, she could not afford it, not anymore.

There was a time, when dreams were all that filled her existence, the time when she's always happy just to have her dreams and hopes. Soon though, it all fizzled. She could still feel the pain on her skin. It made her winced. If only this person right before her understand that feeling.

"Maybe you're right. But don't you think crawl is a little too extreme?"

She merely shrugged, not planning to change her answer.

"Okay then, if you're going to crawl, let's crawl together. In no time, we'd be walking, and then running. Before you know it...we're already flying."

The words were a little too cheesy and unrealistic for her, but still...they stirred her with a mixture of gratitude and hope.

'I want to fly. Can I really...someday?'

2 drabbles today cuz i missed yesterday...nothing new...