so here we are…
in search of a truth that doesn’t want to be found
except by accident.
i guess that means we’re stuck here,
until one of us stumbles onto it.
maybe you can help me
distinguish truth from reality,
and then we’ll see where dreams fit —
because why shouldn’t i cherish
the dream i created?
it’s real enough to me, isn’t it?
but it’s not *true*
and that matters to me,
since we can’t be us without you.