Are you real?

Illusion

I know you're still there, supporting me to prevent my life from disintegrating, whether or not you read this blog. Perhaps it's called hope, or perhaps it's just my attempt to convince myself that you still care about or are concerned about me.

Our mutual asks me about you, and I have nothing to say. I fiddle around with the words in the hopes that they will recognise that we are no longer speaking. Who made a mistake, what happened to the tiny space we made, and what went wrong?

It's like realising one day that everything was a dream, that you didn't exist, and that the person I was spending time with was just a creation of my imagination. Is it just my imagination, or were you here?

You know, see me soon so I don't develop into a freak from your memories, or never show up again and it'll be obvious that you never existed and it was all in my imagination. Whether you're a dream or a real person, you will always have a special place in my heart.

Life is straightforward, but we insist on complicating it; we overthink things and live in our heads, making decisions that have negative effects on both ourselves and other people. 

By the way, The moon is looking beautiful tonight!

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