Storybook: A Poem
Things are so much brighter when I feel lighter,
Cool kids with glasses and skinny jeans make me smile,
I find a someone across the way and ask him to stay awhile,
We find a dim-lit coffeehouse with a cozy booth to converse,
Chatting of things familiar, we are strangers then friends, quick to traverse,
"I feel like I've known you before," he would then quietly say,
I shook my head and told him "That's so cliche.",
He smiles and laughs with wrinkles framing his eyes,
I reluctantly agree with his sentiment and feelings sympathize,
Scared to move for fear of bubbles bursting with ease,
Smiling too much and a little more than eager to please,
The happy-inducing coffee masks my soul's growing dread,
When I know my heart will be in pain and feel like it's almost dead,
He feels it too, because he still has an arrow through his heart,
I lie and say I have to go, he silently feels relieved as we dart,
What a beautiful, confusing, colorful night,
When fiction was truth, but reality was in plain sight.
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