Heart in Two

I just woke up from a dream in tears, even though it was a great dream. A certain girl was over spending time with me. We were having a blast with lots of smiles and giggles. Then she pulls me aside to give me this card. It was the sweetest thing I have ever read in a dream... maybe ever. Either way then I woke up and just started crying... Why? Because I know that dream will never happen and it literally ripped my heart in two. These thoughts torture me enough in my waking life to let them take away my dreams as well. So now that my heart is in two pieces it is time to move on... Leave the weaker, warmer, loving piece of my heart stored in a freezer somewhere. Stow it away from myself so I can get on with the greatness that I want to be my life and not worry about petty things like love.