Your story of love is a memory that will disappear into a sense.
A sense which will lead your actions.
A sense that you'll miss as time goes by.
A sense you want to live.
Who you are is the way you live in that sense.
And your heart is the avatar.
A mental suffering where hope is the embrace that it may will be fulfilled by tomorrow is placed into tears to where your heart the avatar is leading you.
What are you wishing for when your forgotten fiction will become real?