i love the ending to this. the beginning of course feels so elementary and hopeful, like dreaming kids, and then it feels like the piece itself matures in language, along with the cynicism of adult life, really nice work.

has reality hit your brain?

"i wish we were still children,

taping lollipops to valentines and

getting married every other day and

giving kisses like they mean something

real."

It's beautiful. I'm subscribing to your poems. :D