It was too magnificent,
Too overwhelming to be real,
Maybe I’ve just gone mad,
Am I really feeling what I feel?
It’s an illusion.

Is all of this in my head?
Or is this really you before me?
It must be my imagination,
I’m not seeing what I see,
It’s an illusion.

If this is real I must be dead,
If I’m dead who even cares?
I’m seeing you before me,
It’s been 3 whole years,
It’s an illusion.

I can feel and hear and see you,
I can smell your sweet cologne,
This is not an ordinary dream,
I know I’m not alone,
It’s an illusion.

I don’t know what this means,
It’s not a dream but you’re dead,
What am I seeing right now?
This can’t all be in my head,
It’s an illusion.

Father if you can hear me,
I need to know if this is real,
This can’t be my imagination,
I can see and hear and feel,
It’s an illusion.

Where did you go Dad?
I still smell your sweet cologne,
I know you are still here,
I know I’m not alone,
Was it an illusion?

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