The fantasies have stopped. I don't see them anymore. I no longer pretend I can live in a world where I'm happy with you. The thought doesn't even cross my mind. That means I've accepted it. I know we have no future, and so I'm no longer imagining how wonderful it could be. They've stopped.
It's so scary and sad without them.
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