I guess it is a mistake, I guess this is all an illusion, these flowers in my garden, are they real, I would think a dry barren strip with dried leaves and dry branches thirsting for water would seem more natural, but no, I see the flowers, true, I smell them, I cannot be wrong,

I guess it is not a mistake then, I guess you are still in blossom, in my life, 

I guess you just don’t know…