Friday, March 25, 2011

It has been

exactly one year today since
we discovered that fiction could be real,

that what we read in books
and watched in movies
were not mere products of the imagination.

We found it --
what people thought never existed
or what others label as madness,
but to us, was bliss.

The old, the modern, and
whatever was in between
fell perfectly in place in here.
No rules, no status quo,
no contracts to conform to.

Here, it was just us two
marveling at what we couldn't touch
but terrifyingly wanted so much

because the words
we held back was

in the middle
of it all.

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