Fantasy came true book two Every night i cry myself to sleep. I wake up sad,broken and depressed. Happy memories of him and me haunted my mind the moment i open my eyes. The hurt i feel just grows and grows each passing day. I look around the room and see it just the same. Except for the broken lamp and clothes scattered everywhere. Then my eyes landed again to the untouched hanging picture on the wall. I looked at it as tears welled up in my eyes. My eyes look for him. My skin longs for his warm touch. My lips long for his soft gentle kiss. My mind thinks of him. My heart beats for him. My whole being needs him. I wish i could wake up from this nightmare where everything can be back to normal. I wish i could just escape this miserable life they call reality..