What was great about Illusion was I could make us as perfect as can be. I took some of the truth – the parts I loved – then created something fresh, what I wished could have expanded from the one moment. I twisted every moment. I gave myself the happy ending I vision when I can't sleep at night – when his face pops up in my head when I hear our songs on late night drives – when I catch a glimpse of him walking into the library or lecture hall; the little moments I wish I had when I turn on my side to see the bed space between me and the wall is unoccupied; where I still remembered the smell of his cologne and the sound of his voice.
It would be unfair for people to believe that what happened was true; no matter how perfect it may have been – the happiness one may have contained. I owe it to everyone and especially myself, to accept what's to be.
Regardless if I like it or not,
it's time to let go.
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Short StoryWe were just a boy and girl, who happened to be best friends; that may or may not have been in love in the first place. * Two stories in one. Extended Summary within context.
