would you stop
just stop pretending
i am real

look up into the branches of that tree
we climbed in years ago
beside that rock

i am there
on the ground
my head beside the rock

look out over that clear cold lake
we swam in years ago
in the summer

i am there
in the waves
my body below surface

look into the empty blue cup
we drank from years ago
beside the river

i am real
just stop pretending
just stop