A dream

It is unfortunate that my dreams as of recently only pertain to something most painful and hurtful. They are dreams of something I once had and now do not. Sometimes I think I can get that person back, and then there are times when realism sets in and I know that what I dream is only a facade, a very cruel and upsetting figment of my imagination. For two years those dreams were true and amazingly beautiful and now they are nothing. Nothing at all. May the family I once loved so much six time zones away live a life that is happy and long. And may that beautiful person also live a happy and successful life.
Goodbye my Polish Sunshine.