Real was;
the dark, you'd remain, the only place safe, a place where he wouldn't have had reason to count his days.

Real was;
The flaws that ruined you, but you adopted them for they were indiscernible mistakes—I was only a child.

Real was;
Once, when you felt everything was in place. Stinting to make that second feel like forever.

"Yet to find my solace,i'm regaled by what was real."