Almost Real.
I remembered so well. I looked at you with love on your eyes. I held your hand and touched your face. You were always warm, like you used to be. But I knew what we aren't in real life. I took a deep breath, smiled, and said I wish this was all real. The next thing I knew, I woke up with a teardrop rolling down my cheek.
Why the struggle now? G'morning, Dear.










