After the Happy Ending

I try to stay inside
the fairytale
After I’ve read the last words
That tell me
A happy ending was had
By all.

I lie still
And relive
As many moments as I can remember.
I hear the words.
I see the movements.
I allow myself
To be washed
By silent emotions
Until the waves
Grow tired
Of crashing
And eventually recede
To their rightful place.

Even then,
I dare not move.
I shudder
At the thought
Of returning
To life as I know it,
So devoid
Of passion,
Of rhythm and movement,
Of action and drive,
Of purpose.

I find the music
And let it carry me
For as long as it is able,
Till I must finally
Answer the call of reality
And walk in its shadow again.