The Art of Feelings

Ten Seconds

There are these ten seconds, right after you first wake up,
Where you can pretend that everything is just the way it should be.
The sun is shining, streaming through the window, the birds are chirping,
And you are nothing but here and alive and free.

There are these ten seconds, right after every long run,
Where you can pretend that you are superman soaring through the sky.
You are in control of your life and your future.
And nothing could change the way it is, not even a petty lie.

There are these ten seconds right after every long shower,
Where you can pretend you are new and reborn.
Everything starts over and none of those mistakes,
None of those problems make you old and torn.

There are these ten seconds right after every painful win,
Where you can pretend you are the queen standing atop.
That no one could break you down, through your walls,
That you were invincible, too mighty fast to stop.

There are these ten seconds before every new break up,
Where you can pretend that everything is perfect and as it should be.
Pretend you are happy and forgiving and the loving feeling in his eyes,
Still exists, in the same spot, the fake reality.

Then you realize that every ten seconds later, things return are just the way they are. The way they are in reality. The way they have always been.

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