To be honest, I prefer to know reality and
the horrible things that come with it. I
believe in letting children be ignorant to the
bad things but letting them grieve those
that do seem bad. I look for the worst in
people because just like a blister, once that
is over with, the rest just doesn't seem so bad.
Maybe that's self-destructive; maybe a little
deductive research. Today though, it's just
one of those days. I want to fall back into
the sweet viscous liquid of my childhood and
not know the harm the world can bring. That
kisses fix the cuts, that other people die but
never the ones you love more. Just do that.

Tell me tomorrow will come faithfully and
everything will be the way it once was. With
everyone healthy and alive. With the joys
overtaking the sorrows. Lie to me. Tell me that
love really is enough in the world. All you need
is love. Tell me those stories, those fairy-tales.

Just for today.