Broken Dreams

It’s not that I don’t believe. It’s just that I lost any hope. One by one, broken with the time passing before my eyes… One by one, vanished in the inassurances that you’ve given to me… Disguised in every mask you’ve used for all these years…

You can not expect me to be glad, when my happiest treasure has become my most hurtful dream. You can not expect me to rejoice, when the only thing I can touch just feels like an ilusion, fed up by yourself! And do you know what hurts most? That’s not even my fault.

You can not blame me for feeling like this. What you don’t understand is that I need you here to shelter me.

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