Is This Real Life Or Is This Just Fantasy Lyrics Novels & Stories

I don't know answers, I just go my own way music 🎶🎶🎶 Goes on and on 🎶🎶🎶 Wake up, open your eyes In this fake blessing🎶🎶 I wanna be wanna be on my way, I bet🎶🎶 Boundaries holding me in🎶🎶 To hell with your rules🎶🎶 I wanna be wanna I, way, I bet🎶🎶

The two embraced each other tightly as if they were lovers from their past lives. A while later, the illusions from the mental power wore off. Despite this, Alex didn’t push her away and asked, “I felt like I’ve actually seen the road to hell, is that what you were singing about? Did you compose this song yourself?” Daya replied. “Yeah. Didn’t you ask me why I like singing about past lives?” “Why?” “That’s because I have dreamt about it a lot since I was young. In the dream, I was waiting for a man in a quiet alley in South California, yet he didn’t show up! The things you saw must be what I dreamt of.”

Soon it was time to go to the hospital with John handing out instructions which I followed by the word. My life: You wish Warning: The above scenes are pure fantasy and can only be performed by trained professionals. Do not try it at home or school. In reality, I overworked my brain into choosing between bed and coffee. When coffee won, I crawled up to the bathroom door, but when the water rained down from the shower, I was a different person. "Nobody can drag me down." I swung around my imaginary mic signing to a crowd of thousands while showing off the equally unrealistic dance moves. "Nobody, Nobody"

But one touch of her lips, and it feels like I am back to life, back in this world. Teeth clash. Tongues tangle. My fingers dig into her skin, pulling her impossibly closer. I kiss her again. Again. Again. I can’t stop. I won’t stop. I want this dream to continue forever. I want to die here. Tears well in my eyes. I don’t even notice when they start falling. But I feel hers mixing with mine. I whisper between kisses, my breath ragged, “ It’s not real. ” I know it’s not real. But let me stay in this dream forever. I haven’t dreamed of her for so long.

«Where are you? When I need you the most. I'm tired, tired of wishing. I'm sick of hoping, tired of dreaming. I'm nobody, I'm dying, fading, and leaving. No one is for me; I'm by myself People promise to be there, But they all leave. I need your warmth I need you, want you, miss you But I know... All are lies, illusions, Fantasy, and Fake. I'm nobody.» ⚠️⚠️⚠️ Nadazhda was jerked from her thoughts by the cold water pouring on her. The cold water seeping into her opened wound made her lips tremble in pain.

I mean, is it possible that in real-life, someone can change so much? ‘But he hasn’t changed. You said that you are removing his mask, dumbo!’ my subconsciousness said. ‘Shut up’ I said. She speaks too much at times. I closed my eyes and a song started playing in my mind. “I close my eyes and I can see The world that's waiting up for me That I call my own Through the dark, through the door Through where no one's been before But it feels like home They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy

“Maybe she’s jealous of Cindy and wants to overshine her, but Cindy is a singer.” “These days, every young lady from wealthy families wants to make their own songs. It’s an insult to music.” Just as everyone whispered in one another’s ears, a burst of cheerful music accompanied by the sound of piano keys slowly sounded. “I say to you, ‘stop right there’, “The plane flies over the blue sky, “I’m going on a journey, “I’m going on a journey far away. “Tears fell on my chest, “This relationship, it won’t end, “We’re chasing our dreams of the future together,

The sound of her voice was lower, quieter, but the threat was far more sinister. “Is this a dream?” The low hum in her voice told me that she was laughing. “Dream or reality, does that really matter right now?” She was right, that wasn’t what was really weighing on me. “My sister. I have to find her.” I couldn’t see clearly but I knew she was smiling. “Does…that…really…matter?” the pauses in between her words were blood boiling. I want to get out. I want to wake up. And just like my dream with Daylight, my surroundings shook, my eye sight flickered, but the figure didn’t budge.

KATRINA "I wish, we can be like this forever." She said wholeheartedly. "Bitch, forever does not exist. Dream on!" "You really know how to ruin the good atmosphere, Kat!" "I'm just saying the truth, Tina." "What truth? That forever doesn't exist? You know what? If forever really does not exist it shouldn't be in the dictionary in the first place." "Dictionary has it but people don't have it." I said in contrary and rolled my eyes.

Miller, as if he is trying to cast a spell with his music. Ryan can no longer ignore the turbulent, vehement feelings within him. Why had Ethan asked him to come? Why Ryan? What does this encounter mean? There is no rationality. It feels like a fantasy come true, the worst may happen if it truly is a fantasy— "Too real to be a mere fantasy," Ryan hush at his anxieties.