Put your hand in mine...

Oh, how our hands fit together.

Oh, how our lips touched, and sparks flew.

Oh, how our first date went.

Oh, how i remember our break up.

Oh, how harsh your words were.

Oh, how i wish i could have stopped you.

Now i am dying alone.

Now i am turning to someone else.

Now i am happy.

Maybe it was alright.

Maybe our hands DIDN'T fit.

Maybe those sparks weren't sparks.

If not, then what was all of that?

Was it even real?

Is this all a dream?

I hope so.

Because the pain is still so real.

Because you don't feel real.

Because i don't want you back.

Because i found everything.

Because i have made everything right again.

Because i am healing.

Because i am fine without you.

And now your back?

And now your asking to come back into my life?

And now you say your sorry.

And now, i will not forgive you.

And now i will walk away from the pain.

And now i will heal.

And now, i will be the same.

I will forget.

And you should too.

Don't remember me....

This was all a dream.

Nothing is as real as it seems.

Because we are no one.

Because we are nothing.

Because i am something.

Because you are something.

But, we are nothing.

Forgetting is the best.

Goodbye.

We shall never meet again.

....Stop your lonely dreaming....