You know,
We imagine what our perfect world would look like
That dream in fantasy land
Then we remind ourselves that it is not just fantasy and there’s a chance it becomes real
In real life, we find something
Not quite what we dreamt of
But a good semblance of it
So we hold it with our dear lives
Because it is the closest thing we’ve seen to our dreams
And scared that this is the closest we will ever get
Or because we hope it becomes what we dream of
So we fight for it.
Or maybe, we should just let it all go and hope our dream manifests perfectly in real life.