My heart is filled with void. A bottomless abyss that sucks away my joy. You see, since I lost my mother, my days passed in despair, pining for love. But my nights were filled with hope, love and joy. Because of my dreams. Sometimes they were scary, sometimes silly, sometimes funny, sometimes boring. But in all of them, I had my prince by my side. Sometimes helping me, sometimes fighting for me, sometimes tending to me, sometimes comforting me. My dreams were blessings in disguise which helped me cope up with my mother’s loss. Slowly my dreams grew on me. It was inevitable for someone craving for love. I started living in my dreams. So much that I could barely differentiate them from reality. Everyday, I couldn’t wait to drift into my dreams and meet my prince. He was the only company I had. The only one who stood by me unconditionally. He was my elixir for life. But one day, my dreams shattered when I met my prince for real. I shudder to cross his path, terrified to meet his eye. Sometimes, truth can hit you more ruthlessly than the mightiest of weapons. Now that I know him for real, I dare not dream of him again. Did I say my dreams shattered? Scratch that. They left me. Left me forever, leaving a gaping hole in my heart. A void, a bottomless abyss sucking away my joy.