but then things changed. I thought I could never love again, but I was wrong. I am so blissfully happy, and yet still so deeply sad. Another dream comes true, but, like all dreams, it can’t last forever, and, somehow, I don’t care. All I know is I have to hold on for as long as I can and treasure every tortured moment, because, at the stroke of midnight, it will all fall apart again, and everything will be as it was before, and if you should find something I lost while running down the palace steps, hold onto it until I can return. |
