In my dreams, he always comes back to me.
In reality... that outcome seems to be getting more and more hopeless.
I'd rather continue dreaming than to face the hurt in my reality.
I know that is no way to live, which is why I struggle everyday. I struggle with myself to get up and live life rather than to waste it dreaming.
I know I can do it... I just sometimes don't want to.
I like the world where he comes back to me much better.
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