Fantasy World

Been living in a fantasy world of my own the past 5 months. Can’t deny that I’d been hoping everything in my dreams would come true. Sad to say it’s all gone the other way, and now it’s all being ripped away from me hard and fast.

Maybe I should have quit while I was still ahead, when I could have done it slow. But I stupidly believed that everything would work out in the end. And in my dreams, it would never have happed this way. And every night that passes me by, the hurt inside me grows, gradually swallowing my heart, lessening the feeling.

And yet all I want to do is cry