Oneirataxia

(n.) the inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

I was someone who took comfort from the rain, darkness and murkiness. Happiness didn't come easy to me, no matter how much I struggled to feel it, it never came to me. The last time I remember being happy, the memory is so hazy and old, I forgot how it even felt.

The aiepathy which brought me one step towards happiness was him. He rarely smiled, but when he did that little place inside my heart ran wild. Was that how happiness felt like? maybe.

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