the thing is:
I don’t want to know

things are already bad enough
I don’t really need the good parts
to be soiled forever by truth

I’d rather leave those happy, if,
false

they’re like
photographs carried in my mind
for when the days turn long
or the road turns dark

because sometimes
those happy times are
what you need to get
through it all

so don’t spoil them
don’t make me throw them
away

it may seem funny to you,
why’d I’d never want to know

but I do know
but I can’t be certain
and sometimes tricking yourself
is the only way to make it through
this life