I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed. When you look forward to something, then it doesn't happen, you can't help but feel disappointed. Sometimes you are lucky that you are bestowed the immediate realization of it not coming through. But sometimes, time drags on; and you keep hoping that you misread things, that there was still hope that whatever it is that caused you to smile and skip about was going to come true. But that time of hope is still the same. You smile at yourself, imagine yourself smiling, even when you're not. You smile on the inside, you replay all the wonderful possibilities you are about to encounter. You beam at yourself, you sing a little song to keep the mood going. You move faster, somehow, so time feels like it's moving slower. You keep waiting, and waiting, and you look forward to that special thing ahead of you. Then you come to realize it's just not coming true after all.
Dreams last for so long
Even after you're gone
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