It seems like a dream

Like something really happened

But now appears as nothing

Like you, you were only a fantasy.

But I know something had to be real

Here be your name,

In my mind, and on paper

Bits of conversations here and there…

So what part is real, and what is fiction?

Which parts of conversation was only fairy tale?

Was it when you said, that we are meant to be

That must have been my tired mind, playing tricks…

So like me, mixing fiction and reality