Every moment I feel your love you ought to know... every night you whisper in dream but you left me alone except my memories as the empty room is scented with you. I would believe in you it must not be a dream still wrecked mind everything reminds me of you. Even if you should be fake what would it matter for me? Waiting for you turn me on burning the embers of reverie of you. Have I been hacked my ghost? Was that the simulated past? Even so you're the one I can feel the embers of reverie I can see... I can hear... I can touch... I can't stand anymore...