I had a dream, a very weird dream. A dream that is so real that I cried in my dream. A dream that is so real, but my mind is clear that it will never come true.
I dream of her again.
We were like back together again, holding hands tightly, hugging her and cried and say I will never let her go again.
It was so real, when I was hugging her and cry, I was crying in reality too. But I know that this is just a dream, it will never come true.
A dream that will never come true. A dream is the opposite of reality.
I should take it as a dream. A scattered dream.
I shall let this scattered dream become a far off memory.
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