it is all stunning when you make it

In our memories we are one

no longer separated by the lies we're entwined in

solid as rock
(do you remember breaking them?)
yes I recall our complete happiness,

bright shiny days

(constructed but who cares?)

slipping the world out of our minds while making it up from scratch

Out of cardboard and pixiedust

our walls are raised and painted

I remember finishing them during the latest set of

games we played

(don't worry, you will recall it too)

You smile, I can see it even though your not around,
we no longer need ourselves to live
(we are all manufactured)
And even though the picture is pretty we can't leave it there and you call it
pulchritudinous
remember?