I beg of you please take me back to a simpler time. That oh so long ago past that clutches at my very being. How I long to go back to the times when everything seemed so simple.
My past is truly the greatest lie I ever told myself. The illusion of happiness still tempts me over the present reality. Youth brings the greatest of ignorance possible. The famous words " If only I knew then what I know now " escape my mouth more times then I care to count.
Happiness was an illusion that consumes me. I thought I knew it all. I thought my dreams were coming to be my future. Now I wake to the frightening sounds of my voice screaming your name. What a truly great illusion you were and what a frightening nightmare you have become. You my first love, my greatest happiness, the master artist of my illusion, and the director of my nightmare.
