At least there is a border in life. Border which separates the dream from reality. Dreaming a thing that hardly to reach or even never happen perhaps is the love that last the longest, hurts the deepest, but it feels the strongest. The feeling really could survive for so long, the time goes, the happiness it looks, the pain seems. But to stop dreaming for more even deeper, is beyond the human limitation. Perhaps the universe arrange something hurts but beautiful instead.