They said,
"You always get what you've wanted."
I said,
"No. I don't always get what I've always wanted. But in my dreams, they're all mine. I choose to hold them in my dream. I choose to like them, to love them, to kiss them, to touch them in my dreams. They're mine in my own world."
I don't know who you are in my dreams. But I think I like you, my imaginary lover.
The saddest truth is realising you have fallen madly in love with what can never be.
- Michael Faudet
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