There's more to knowledge than facts
You know
And, dreams can be as real as a memory
Those years
That you cannot,
For the life of you,
Remember
How can you not remember?
Remember that man
So old, clever, and kind
How can you not remember?
How you defied your beliefs in reality
How you made the imaginary war with the practical
How you won
Oh, my dear girl,
You were so brave
So strong
So…alive
You saw the most wonderful things
Things that are now merely dreams
No longer memories
Things that do not exist to you anymore
Because they are impractical
Illogical
And
(most of all)
For some reason
When you look back on your dreams
You can't help but begin to cry
To cry
For something lost
For something you swear you never had
Because
All you can trust are your memories now
But, my dear girl,
If only you knew,
Memories can be deceiving