We've all had all kinds of dreams in our lives. But we must know how to separate dreams and reality. I was unable to do that... That had caused many unfortunate happenings upon me.

This dream was as real as it could get, but I know for sure, it would not last till next year, or so I think. I wish for the dream to linger, for it to be my last dream of my life. It was sweet, but at the same time painful. Many a times, I lost myself within the thick fog of the dream. But I still continued dreaming, I did not want to lose grasp of it.

Maybe, just maybe, I had been holding onto the wrong dream all along. A fantasy that seemed well for me, but never suited me in reality. All of a sudden, there were many other interruptions. I lost grasp of the dream and was left floating aimlessly. I wished for the hand to come and take me out of that. It never came. Now, the reality dawns upon me, of exams and hard work. Still, the blurry view of the dream still wandered in my mind, of the unforgettable figure that seemed to turn towards another place.

I know that the result had been a failure from the start, or maybe, as you say, I am too negative about myself. I can't see a thing anymore, I lost sight of it. Would you give me your hand, so that I could regain my sight, and forever clutch on to you? A question I gave you, an answer that never came. I did not regret meeting you, and you had changed me. My love... my dream....