Reality Check

Most of the women population always romanticise everything to the point of delusion, to the point that they dream about that constant nagging present in her mind. To the point that I dream of you four days straight. Were they the manifestations of what I've been thinking about lately, or were they just images of what had happened in the past? Any one of them could be true, but all I know is that you would never know about this.

Because you are (and always will be) away from here.
Away from home.
Away from me.

Oh, and self, looking at facebook photos won't change a thing.