"I can't, I physically can't. You don't understand."
Do you ever wish that your life was just a horrible dream, and that one day you'll wake up and you'll live in a perfect world, with a perfect life? The people around you will be happy, and you will be happy. I wish that sometimes, I wish that sadness is just a dream, that I'll wake up and find happiness. Obviously that hasn't happened yet. I'm still waiting, waiting for the day she stops feeling the urge to be more than perfect, more than what she is. Waiting for the day the names stop, the day they stop arguing, the day everything feels free. And you'll be there too, with your happiness, and your perfect life. So I ask again, do you ever wish your life was just a horrible dream?