Love is mutual delusion.
When I asked if you meant it,
I meant are you committed
—to delude yourself with me
—to this version of the universe
—to lie to ourselves over and over
—to maintain this reality.
I'll never really know
if you lied or simply
misunderstood...
but my freedom is in knowing
that is doesn't matter.
Because I control my reality
and I choose the version
where you betrayed me.
And that is the best revenge I'll ever get.
