What became of the loved people?

What does it feel like, to chase after something unreal and superficial?

Then again, maturity and levels of thinking puts itself into place.

I know its just a phase, its gonna go away. But... to where?

To something surreal, or back to reality?

I need answers, but I don't need them now.

For they mean so much, I don't want to break hearts.

I just want to know, what means more to that lost poor little child.