You ever just slowly feel yourself giving up...like forget love and crushes. Forget the girly romances I want. Forget the cute meets I could have with another man or woman. Forget all the kisses I could have or movies I can snuggle up with someone to watch. Forget my adorable fantasies, like talking for hours under the stars. Making out to rock music in a pickup truck. Going to Disney with them where you treat them like royalty. Forget the hopeless romantic dreams and wishes for they are a wish that seems to be impossible. When it is possible seemly it turns out to a facade made to scar. Let those hopes float into Oblivion because it's a childish dream derived from cute chick flicks, romance novels, and bs fanfiction. Forget the dream and continue escaping with fantasy of the very things that once gave you hope of love. Maybe just maybe it's real...