A 'Terrible' but not a 'Tiny' tale

The day had finally come. It was a blue moon night. You entered my room for the first time, without any invitation. My heart fluttered as your first few steps travelled across the hallway and then stopped just outside my room.

And then you came inside. As you gently caressed the walls, i could see them repainting selves with different shades of red, as if blushing in joy.

And then you asked, "What are these empty frames doing on the walls?"

I answered, "Look carefully. They are the moments spent with you, captured in frames."

You looked keenly into each empty frame.

 "But I never spent those moments with you!"

 "That's why those are my Delusions and your Reality..."