Ephemeral

One day, he said to me we live in the simulation

It's big computer codes that keep us running

Reaching dreams, catching hopes

I smiled when he said that

Him and his geeky mind

I said maybe you work way too hard

Because I'm not really into conspiracy theories

But I keep listening

Don't know how to stop

Especially when he's excited

I wish I can stare into his eyes

And tell him I wish his theory was right

So I can choose to skip some parts of life

I was doing just fine before I met him

Now it's like being forced back into darkness

My old friend

Cold-hearted and numb feeling

Those are sound familiar

Who am I kidding?

I read so many Hollywood definitions of romantic

Figures.