Reality check?

Every day I roam a city. My skin turns darker. I smile and laugh more. But at night, I dream. Dream of him.
Was my experience with him real? Were we real? Is my mind so twisted by fear that I imagined it?
My heart tells me to stay hopeful. But with each passing day, my heart hurts more and more.

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