will never ever forget how happy I am to be younger again.

It's just a split of minutes, and it feels all different.

I finally get to hold the hands of my Dad again like I wish I did so frequently before.

I am not afraid of telling him about my dreams. From there, it seems so real and possible.

I trust myself again like I can be everything I wanted.

But before it's done, Sasha flashes her face at last.

It happens to tell me that not all dreams are meant to be granted if it is not the story written for us.

But it doesn't matter.

From there, I am decided and not afraid, just listening to the voice of my dreams.

But as I opened my eyes, the courage falls off once again.

I'm back to reality where things seem all going against my will.

Where I already did betray my dreams.

Where I'm scared of the future, and contradicting myself.

Living is way harder than just dreaming.

Only if I can go back as a child full of passion and dreams. The life we all had, but we took for granted.

© Pristina