has anyone ever told you, that i'm a
sucker for cute boys? but, not in real
life, only in photographs. i don't like
them in real life, because in real life
they talk. in real life they shift in
wrinkled shirts and their shoes get scuffed
up. in real life, they eat your food and
break your heart (thankfully, not mine though).
in real life, the drink in their cup sloshes
onto the floor and their glasses get smudged.
in real life, they say all of the right things
and get cigarette ash on their pants. in real
life, they have jobs that take up time and
families that take up more- timeless attachments.

and all of this happens the moment after the
flash goes off, because for that split second
of light, time obviously doesn't happen.

in real life, people are just not as pleasant.