It was nice pretending I had a chance with her for a while, but like all things in the imagination, they do have to end at some-point, this isn’t a sad post, I knew I was fooling myself, it just stings to see the words in-front of me, I’ll never forget my time with her and it was nice reminiscing, but I got a little too deep into it, I woke up and sniffed the roses, but they are not yet in bloom, and with any luck I will truly get to smell a rose of my own :)










