(((1

It's beautiful to know,
and to feel,
even though it's a lie.

It's a beautiful lie,
but we'll live,
though you won't be here to live it.

It's beautiful that you're alive,
and I'm alive,
even if it's only 4 more minutes.

________

I don't even know.
When I see you,
I think I will.

I had a dream.
In it I held you.
we were together,
and we were whole.

I'd never been happier.
I wish it were real.

___

It's amazing
how fast things went from
beautiful
to
absolute
shit.

I genuinely want to die.

Just one fucking photograph.

I haven't felt like this
for some while,
but now I'm ready.

This isn't poetry.
This isn't some kind of metaphor.
God damn this is real.

////

That's so sad
Please tell me it will be alright
I'll know you're lying

= = =

It's been over a year.

It's going to be a lot longer.

<<<

I don't believe you,
you're a liar.

I know I am,
and if we're as alike as I think we are,
and as you think we are,
you are a liar too.

I don't believe you,
and I don't think you believe yourself.

I know I don't,
and I'm sure you lie to yourself constantly,
I'm almost certain you do,
because that's what I do too.

If we're parallel,
and we're both alien,
then how could anything you've said be true?

I don't believe you,
you're a liar.
And you are lying to me.
That's what I believe is true.