Dream

I was wearing my favourite shirt, 

And you were wearing you Superdry t-shirt.

You stroked my hair,

I was staring at the window.

The weather was gloomy, it reminded me of Dublin. 

"What is your dream, sayang?" 

"I wanna be a surgeon."

You laughed reluctantly. 

Silly me.

I should include you in my dream. 

"How do you see yourself in another 7

years?"

"A happy wife, a mother of our two children, Zara Sofea and Umar Daniel and surgery is my forte." 

You smiled. 

Like you always do when you see me.

And now I realise your smile is my dream. 

Then we continue to stare at the window. 

It was not so gloomy anymore.

Alhamdulillah.