Reality is flawed,
But over a period of months
And years,
We start to forget
The bad memories
And only the best linger
In our consciousness.
The flaws of a man fade
And his sweet,
Romantic tendencies
Haunt our dreams.
It is our mind's way of coping
With broken promises,
Separation,
And loss;
It idolizes mortal beings
Until their imperfections vanish
And only false beauty
Remains.
