Vanity

You always looked great in the light, mirror, camera, and next to me.

We lived this fling like reality didn’t even exist, besides for currency.

Every time I think of you, my memory is filled with hearts of gold,

and the thought of kissing you again help me reminisce in the warmth I felt.

On the other hand, when I remind my friends of you, they remind me of the truth.

The reality of us was not stable, it was unusual and as quick as a snake's venomous bite.

Friends I hope to be, may not recoil into my hopes and dreams.

For you, I hope for the best. I’ll be around, but only to wade in the background.