Imaginary thoughts, Imaginary things, Imaginary Dream, Expectations, and Reality. I guess everything is just a fantasy, an illusion. Everything is just perfect, and beautiful. Nothing less. Yet temporary, isn't it? Fallin' inlove is not simple as 1,2,3. It takes time. To think. To decide. To feel. To believe. And to forget. Will I ever experience a never ending hapiness? A never ending joy? Or Everything will end up being a painful yet beautiful chapter of a story in life? I don't know. I'm not sure. Cause all I knew at this moment, I was just, Imaginarily His'.All Rights Reserved
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