Fiction and Fact

Here I am writing a story,
about someone who really loves me.
But the problem is the reality,
all of this are just a dream.

I keep on making fiction about my life,
that you are here by my side.
the fact is not always happy,
everything has it's ending.

Until now I am trying to pretend,
that our love will never end.
Even if you are gone,
I will still give my all.

This story of ours will never die,
until the day that I will stop cry.
Still, I can remember your presence,
but now your love is full of absence.

I miss you and that's all I know,
Please come back and don't go.
You're the only thing that's left,
I know that it's my fault and I should regret.