Was Shawn just a dream? The best dream I ever had? I feel like I have woken up and now I am in the real world. It is harsh and cold and unforgiving. There are days that Shawn doesn`t seem real. I see his picture and think that he was too good to be true. Maybe I made him up. My thoughts are disillusional. I keep waiting for him to reappear. I keep waiting to wake up. Or maybe it is actually the reverse. Maybe I am hoping to reenter my dream state. I want to go back to the world of make believe, where fairy tales are possble, where princesses exist and where the hero rescues his bride and lives happily ever after.
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