The screams, the echoes, the tears, the pain.

All of it, nothing but a brutal nightmare.

None of it true.

But it felt so real.

The laughter, the memories, the smiles, the love.

All of it,so fleeting, yet constant.

The truth of it plain to see.

None of it seemed real.

Felt like nothing more than a dream.

The warmth, the sighs, the peace, the hope.

All the picture of perfection.

Completely possible yet unachievable.

As intangible as thought.

As limitless as imagination.

A wish, a universal wish.

A/N: So this chapter is dedicated to MrStretch. Thanks for the suggestion! If you people like my stuff then you're sure to like his. Go check out his poems and songs, they're amazing XD