Sometimes I imagine you were only a dream I dreamed; that you only existed in my visions and we never really met...sometimes I imagine you were a character from my vividly roaming mind, a story I told, a movie I saw, or a combination of all the above...sometimes I dream about you and when I wake up I try to convince myself that, you were never really here. Only there, in my head. But your memory lingers in my heart...sometimes I think it would be easier to move on, let go, forget about you if you really were just a man in my dreams, but how can you forget the man of your dreams?
I have loved you truly, I am changed because I have loved you...if we had never met, you are the one I'd still hope for. And even if we are never together, you are the one I will close my eyes and dream of...I feel my heart has never loved like this, nor ever again will. I try to let go, I try to move on because I am told I must, but I don't know how to loosen myself from my own skin, how to cut myself away from my own soul...
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