One day, I suddenly had a dream.
It was so real.
But I know it's only my imagination
Perhaps it seems alive only because they use to exist in my memories.
In my dream Tracy still love me, and I still love her.
We were happy together and lived like it's gonna last forever.
Endings seems longer than never.
They say what you dream is what you desire.
Maybe I've lost her for too long;
Maybe I've long wanted to fill up the void she's left behing;
Maybe I've wanted to ment my mistakes and patch things up since long.
But I know it's only my imagination.
We've ended.
And that's reality
I can't stop myself from hallucinating.
But I can't be unfair to her either.
I have to let her go, physically and mentally,
even if she's gripping me tightly from within my soul.
It's not her fault, it never is.
I've only got myself to blame.
And now I've only got myself.
I've got to pick what's left of me up. Again.
