Heartache

I had a fantastic dream last night that felt so real. I couldn't believe how lucid and realistic it was. It was wonderful. Then I woke up and I've never felt so depressed in my life. I started coming to conclusions that reality is depression. Facing the truth is depression. I turned my bedroom lights on and looked at the bracelets he gave me. I have this shirt that smells like his cologne and it gives me butterflies. Almost as if he was going to kiss me and hug me. I have these photos on my phone of us. Every time I look at them I cannot stop cheesing.. It's ridiculous.. How much heartache there is. I loved this guy so much, that I'd kill for one last kiss from him. I'd kill to hear "I love you" come out of his mouth. It's almost as if I crave it. I was addicted to him and his love.. I still am. I just hope every one knows It takes seconds to say hello. But forever to say good bye.. Moving on is easy. It's what you leave behind that makes it hard. (Made up story)