You're like a distant dream..one that I am not sure it ever came true..yet a vivid dream.. I could almost touch it..smell it..hear it coming to life..how could be waking up from a dream be so hard.. aren't dreams meant to come true, don't we wake up to work towards it..why does it feel that I woke up just to move away from it..
I remember how sweet it was, yet not remember it ever actually was..a distant memory..saddening me to loose..so distant to actually be fully aware of what I am losing..but it feels heavy inside..like I am really loosing someone.. something..
Yes It's that I was getting used to being someone you loved..or maybe just someone who is loved..just loved.. that's what I am loosing..getting used to the warmth of your support..your acceptance..your validation..as pethetic as it might sound..
Would I rather not have experienced it at all..would I be able to risk my heart ever again..
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