but this is reality

by amy sharp


I can't really get into Sci-Fi films because it feels fake and I know I have to suspend my disbelief but I have zero problems standing in the freezing cold outside of a pub and telling someone we used to know each other in another life and that's the reason we always find each other like flicker flashlights in the dark of a city. And I have no problems telling you that you come to me in my dreams and may be important to the next stage of my life. I'll pull you close to me and whisper how it's all about the things we know and the things we choose to pass out like candies. Like sweets. You look at me like I'm crazy but you know I'm not.
She's talking again.
She's turning on lights.
She's walking towards me.
Why can't she just be still?
Because some people were born to illuminate you.