As it was.
It doesn't get any easier, how I wish I could say, exactly how I am, how I feel. Things look better everyday, Life is happening but you could be happier. dreams haunts your every step. At night you can't sleep, you feel insane. You would think that by now you could deal with this. A flood of emotions, when ever you stop and think. Look back, was it fake, was it only a forced reality of what you had wanted? No, she may say it wasn't real, but you know it was. Or you wouldn't be feeling this way. Dreams at night still are just as vivid, feelings of your love for her, are all still there. She can't be told, she doesn't want to hear it... Your mad at her, and you don't know why, you take it out on her, yet you love her more that you wish... You know without a doubt that when you look back, You're not over her, nor do you want to be. You liked what you had, all along, it is still what you want, the only thing that matters. It's all you wanted, Not the mon