Serendipity.

The line between real life and imagination is blur. And perhaps a game in which real life is dull I can't make it for life's a game played. In which you can help but survive for someone's sake. You don't want to live alone but you don't want someone cuz You've been far too broken to get it... Again. The need for reality is sometimes overcame but you realise it far too late. I'll honestly miss you forever more than I could say. You're the mind in the middle of my heart, Yet in reality you're far far apart. I'd gladly choose imagination if it meant you were there with me, smiling in every situation. The light to my darkness, a great soul, the reality in which we exist is far from fall. You're like a rivulet forever flowing while I just stand there admiring your beauty. You are the moon my love, my greatest serendipity to face. It's far too late when I realise that it's all just a game and you are gone and only exist in my brain. You were my everything so now I only live in my dreams for your sake.