It was something that fueled your soul.
Something which gave you the adrenaline rush
every time you thought about it.
But now its gone.
Lost in time like the words on the sand.
A dream with no possibility to become reality, ever.
You wake up everyday and try to live a normal life.
A life in denial that you will someday be ok with it.
But somewhere during the day, something would spark the sleeping fire, and slowly you would be engulfed again in the flames of regret.
Yes, it will never be the same again.
Even you will never be the same.
You will never be ok with it.
You will always dream of that same dream,
you will speculate the possibilites.
But let me tell you one thing.
It would get easier with the passing days.
The roar of the flames would die one day.
You will not be the same again but you will reborn.
Like a phoenix, from your own ashes and once again
you will fly high in the sky with the new wings
and a new dream in your eyes!
And may be, just may be, in a new sky!