date night with illusion

I befriend the clock

serenade the silence

unlock the door

light the candles

and then I

wait.

for him to walk into my life

one more time,

just one more night, I say

when I know that isn’t the truth-

just look at how much work I have invested

into this lie,

into the beautiful

illusion of

us.

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