why do i sometimes feel like i don't exist for you?

it seems the best times are the ones when we live in our own little world, just the two of us...

but when the whole world wants to witness what we have, it is reduced to not even a quarter of how it is when it's just us.

why does it have to be like that?

why do i not recognize you sometimes? like there's this part of you that i just don't get?

and at this moment, everything comes crashing down on me.

just how real is this?

for 3 years... maybe it just isn't.