my reality
was an acquaintance
we were born around the same time
reality was someone i grew up around
not too close
more like
a polite civil distant equation
we had mixed feelings
about each other
acknowledging each other
warily
once in a while
and then
i met you
and realised reality was your friend
we all started hanging out
more often
and realised that
reality ain't too bad
so i met reality more
had fun together
most times
we met
except for times
like this evening
when i meet with reality
in a strange fun city
without you around
walking down streets
with buildings holding up the sky
over wayward traffic
sharing an IPA
at a boisterous bar
over awkward silence
reality and i
we both agree
we are better off
with you around
so next time
join us
Ok?
--
NYC
Missing boy
19 July
