Everything is an illusion. Nothing is perfect.Love isn't perfect. I thought it was. Life isn't perfect. I knew that. Then why try to make unrealistic things,reality,when human nature just ruins it all because of jealousy,hate,grief.... Love. I thought that with him,everything is wonderful-no wonderful is an understatement.I thought that with him,everything was a...word.Im not sure what word but that word describes my whole existence with him.That word is somewhere out there but it's not found. I'm not on drugs,if that's what you're wondering. I'm just in love.