1. new year's eve

because my imaginations had the upper hand on everything that's happened between us two, i've become to believe if i have to write about us, my imaginations have to have a place. because somehow, now that i'm outside of it, i'm beginning to doubt everything that's happened between us for real, to be imaginary too.

every even number chapter will be an imaginary chapter, because i've met him in an even day, month and year.
and my imagination was mainly the reason it all has become to start.

and every odd number chapter will be a reality chapter, because i've put an irreversible end in an odd day, month and year.
and reality was the slap i got on the face that made me realise how delusional i was throughout it all.