and for those 10 seconds

it was just so real!

when you looked into my eyes,

my heart began to heal!

but enough with the love,

it's just a shitty lie anyways.

i mean rhyming in poetry is a

sure sign

of too many happy pills.

so yeah, those 10 seconds were

oh so real

but what about the 8 hours after

or the 6 months

plus a year?

that we kept dreaming

that after those 10 seconds,

everything had stayed real