Conversation

Have you ever had this elaborate conversation with someone, 

Absolutely perfect

On the brink of poetic 

With the congruous come backs and the revalent retorts

But it was all in your head? 

But when you talk in reality,

you realise you were in love with a version of them. 

A version of the perfect person you wish you had. 

A form that maybe you made up in your mind.

Almost leaves you a little heartbroken.

Maybe I should go back to keeping quiet

Not asking 

Not wanting 

Let these conversations stay imaginary

Keeps everyone happy that way, doesn't it?