real

In a world full of lies and deception
where everything is sugar coated and
nothing is what it seems,
You
are the original
the avante-garde of
blatant truth -
restoring my senses.
rejuvenating my sense of smell
from this seeming cold
of breathing only you;
my sense of touch can feel again for
it longs no more or your hand;
curing me of my hallucinations,
my obscure vision of us;
stabbing my loyal heart,
freeing it from you.
Truly, I have awakened.
You are what makes me
Real.