It doesn't go away like that, I can't blink and wish it all away, not that I would even if I could. All I know is I can't let myself stay in this constant wonderment of where we stand.
Idealizations are tragic, perhaps after making up a person in your mind, finding out they're only human becomes a detriment. I suppose it happens more often than not, though not to me. I wasn't ready for that kind of truth, but as all truths, they don't wait until you are.