Pretend

I was feeling poetic today and wrote a poem:

My dream; your nightmare,

My treasure; your hate.

My secrets; your pain,

My loss; your gain.

I pretend to smile,

You flash a grin..

I pretend to laugh,

You double over.

I pretend we’re perfect,

You think we are.

I pretend it’s forever,

You think it is.

I enjoy this sweet dream,

This semblance of forever.

I enjoy the odd feeling

Of things bona fide.

But I know it will end,

I know it fail.

Because in my world,

Anything so perfect

Is never so real.