A single tear rolls down her cheek for a dream remembered... She thought she could walk away from it never wanting it again for the life she has was always enough or was it just distracting enough that she forgot about her dreams. Laying there in the dark of night a rush of emotions, she can't believe how bad she wants it and how badly she's always wanted it... and yet so afraid to try to get it, she doesn't even know how. A life so demanding how could she dare to give up or miss out on what she has for something so unknown.... maybe that is why it's just a dream. Something you can hold onto and hope that someday it may happen but knowing it probably won't and being happy keeping it as a wishful dream.
