In visions of the dark night

I have dreamed of joy departed-

But a waking dream of life and light

Hath left me broken-hearted.

Ah! what is not a dream by day

To him whose eyes are cast

On things around him with a ray

Turned back upon the past?

Edgar Allan Poe

I knew everyone thought I was crazy. Even I thought I was crazy. But despite everything, I trusted my own mind. I knew it wasn't all some silly dream. It was all real. It had just been… lost somehow.

I'd fought for what I loved many times. I'd looked death in the eyes and I didn't back down. If the prospect of an excruciatingly slow and agonizing death didn't make me surrender, I definitely wasn't going to let this stop me.

I knew it wouldn't be easy. I would have to give up so much. I'd had a taste of what could be, but what I really wanted was what I'd had. I would give up everything, sacrifice it all to be with the one I truly loved.

Even if he didn't exist.