The crashing of the illusion

Sunday was... good. I think I want to go back, for several reasons. It strikes me that when we take off our masks, we see ourselves as we really are, and that scares us; this is the main reason we wear the masks. But this is what came out in the end.

You're so much more than I remember. I just want one more chance. You walked in. It's good to see you (I missed you last night). I don't know how you do what you do. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. I'm on fire when you're near me. It doesn't feel right, holding someone else's hand. You won't let me forget. Something isn't right. I took a vow to never forget you. Keep those memories in your mind. I still love you- I swear I always will. I wish I never loved you. Sometimes you've got to learn to let go. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray, you'll never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away. This all seemed so easy but there's choices to make. What was normal in the evening by the morning seems insane. Stop saying that we're invincible. If you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same, well we might die from medication but we sure killed all the pain. All this pain is justified. I'm drowning in my sleep. How long until my turn to die? Grab that last bag and turn out the lights. Picture you leaving. I'm sorry, so sorry. I saw the future once. The day when simplicity was washed away. My dreams realized in flames. She dreams she's dancing. In a coma you don't dream. In a dream I spent the day with you. The mask I polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit. And you're the only one I want to be with in the end.