Sometimes you ignore things that can be painful. You know something is true but you just don’t think about it. You keep it hidden behind your consciousness, tucked away with dreams. Secretly you know what is true it’s just that you prefer the lie. That evening we all did that. We all forgot. We all lived in the lie that it would continue forever. We all thought that the night would never die, that morning would just be a laugh and the sun would turn out to be paper mache and candy would scatter when Bill threw a chair at it. I don’t regret it. I don’t think anyone of us did. We deserved it. We deserved one last laugh. One last time.