Illusion

It's an illusion.

It can last a year, a day, a week, or a certain 29-days.

We can enjoy the illusion.

It's always beautiful, bright, full of good things.

But then again.

It was just an illusion.

It has an expiration date.

No matter how beautiful it is.

No matter how nice it is.

The thunder will hit us at some point.

The thunder called 'reality'.

When it comes, illusion has to take a bow. And say it's goodbye.

But there's nothing wrong having an illusion once. Or maybe twice. Or maybe more.

It's refreshing. Something to cherish of.

And when it's over. All's left is a memory.

Brutally beautiful.

Now, hey you reality. What do you offer me?