SURREAL

Surreal.
You scribbled everything that ever
Meant something
On a wall that told the stories
Of the real world,
And gave in-depth biographies.
Insight to who we all were.
Surreal.
It measured who I was
By words and failed relationships;
Friendships
Family ties
Significant others...
And I didn't rank so high.
"Surreal."
You whispered in my ear,
Stood back and glanced at
Your handy-work
And artistic skill
"Don't you think it's beautiful?"
Surreal.
I had no idea how to react
As my life was played before
Everybody we knew
On display, in your honor
As theirs was too.
Surreal.
Life seemed sure now
And I was unsure of how to fix this
"It’s a work of art"
Said softly, with your chin
Resting on my shoulder.
Surreal,
That you could find
Everyday life
And mundane
Insecure feelings that never amounted to much
To be so beautiful.
Surreal,
That in the life we've built for ourselves
The important stuff could fit on
A mural the size of a small brick wall
And the rest was just
Time we've wasted.