Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Virtual Reality Confession Session


Whenever people ask me about high school
I refer to you as my therapist
because together we talked poetically 
and endlessly for two full years. 

Neither of us held back our secrets,
but we refused to let the world
listen in on our conversations -

(even the walls were enemies)

afraid they'd call our bluff
or poison our names as the waltzed
across the tongues we'd never actually taste

because dreams of a future together
were sweeter than any moment side by side
could ever possibly be and we knew it;
so we shared life and love, but never

reality. 

When people ask how therapy went
I tell them you saved my life
and killed me all in one swift motion. 
But I am better off because of you. 

Truly. 

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