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.
