Delusional

I know in the deepest trench of my brain
This isn't real.
I know I shouldn't let this delusion run my mind
We are just
In seperate states
States of emotion
States of vaunerability
States of mental back and fourth
You clasp my heart
I hold yours
Keeping it in a lock box bubblewrapped double strapped
Soft to the touch
But hits me in the chest like freight train at full speed .

I don't want to live in reality
Diluted to delusions
This is where I want to stay .