I just want to be loved. Not truly. Not indefinitely . But just for a moment, I beg you, look at me and tell a sweet lie. That I am your world , and nothing less. You need not be convincing, for I am easily fooled. I crave such lies once in a while , for the pain to seep deep inside, only to come bubbling at a later time. Play for a second. Just for a second.
It’s gone forever, that funny young, lost look I loved won’t ever come back. I killed that when I told you about Rebecca. It’s gone. In a few hours, you’ve grown so much older.