Another world...

I woke up in a different world.
One that is superimposed on this world.
One that lives in my fantasies.
One that I had but threw away in a fit of tantrums.

One that will not make me feel as alive as I am today.
One,
that doesn't have you.

I cannot decide if it is good or bad.
Just like I couldn't decide if this post should go into this blog or the other.
It's just... in between/half-fucked/middle of nowhere.

I hurt, I cry, I feel pain.
For once, it did not root from physical elements.
It was from the heart.
Something I just found not so long ago.
With you.

Now I shall pose the "egg and chicken" question again...
Does it hurt so much because I love you,
or do I love you because you can hurt me?

Think about it,
and give me an answer.