Chapter 55

"And I can't differentiate them from you. I can't tell reality apart from fiction. It is as if something is blocking me from making the right decision. Sometimes I will be reminiscing and reveling in your memory. And when I think that is you, and when I am sure it is you. You then disappear like a pillar and cloud of smoke. Just gone, as if you have been released from my grasp. I am struggling to separate reality from fiction. Sometimes even when I open my eyes, I still can't tell it apart."

"Can you tell it apart now?"

It was only then and now that his eyes awoke from the haze that it was currently in, and he looked at me. As if he could see right through me, as if he could see everything about me. My whole life story, my emotions, how I was feeling. That was one thing that I loved about Isaiah, he always knew how to make me feel more than. He always knew how to make me feel like I was worth something. He always made me feel seen. He gave me a small smile. "There is n