And we danced.
Beneath the hyper-tight, glittering lights
so carefully placed by the hands
of a perfect azure sky.
And you loved me.
Unsullied and true
like how I loved you.
Faithfully, purely and absolutely honest.
And I didn’t take pills that keep me from crying.
We were beautiful, happy, irresponsible
And without worry.
Sometimes fantasy stings more than reality.
