Thank you, thank you, thank you

 What I Really Want to Say… 

Thank you,  for the fantasy I can feel long after you’ve gone.  The one I won’t leave behind, forgotten. The one I want to remember for a long time, until the end, if there is one. 

And if I cry, they’re tears of joy, and… melancholy. Because I’ll miss… a lifetime without you.  

If there is a next time, be it with you. 

If I may, thank you, thank you, thank you.