How Long Can One Cry For?

Why Must We Love?

We got on the plane together .

Not being able to hold in my excitement I let out a little giggle.

He turned his gaze to me and chuckled softly.

Taking a seat next to him in the chair , I smiled .

We were holding each hands, our fingers entwined with each others.

I was so happy I thought my heart was going to burst open

waiting for the plane to take off , we sat silently next to each other

just enjoying each others company

each others touch

He turned to me and started to say something with a cheeky grin

" I was thin-- "

I'm suddenly thrown back into reality before I could hear his words.

It was a dream.

I shake my head as the tears start to freely fall, and my heart starts to break .

It was just a beautiful dream

A beautiful dream that I had known was too good to be true,

yet I still played along .

Wishing

Praying

That is was true

REAL

but I knew

No matter how much I wanted it to be,

it was just a dream

nothing more.

maybe even something less

It'll never happen.

I was only a blurred shape in a picture.

I was nothing.

Nothing to him.

I will be forgotten .

Only because I was never seen.

I start to slowly break as I realize

once again

that I am forgotten

but I am still here

breaking

crying

yearning

for someone that does not see me.

And I think to myself .

Why Must We love?

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