Ive spent so many hours fantasizing about what it would be like to hold you in my arms or kiss you passionately, bit the tragedy of my life is that I will never be able to experience it. I have shed so many tears mourning your absence….And people wonder why I shun reality and choose to exist in a constant state of delusional dissociation. Too much reality just reminds me of how alone and different I am, and that makes me want to stop existing.