Propaganda Love

We only want to make
him jealous,
a propaganda love.

Like 2+2=5,
Everyone believed it,
although they know,
that 2+2=4.

Slowly, though, the feelings
became real.
And I had to remind
myself,
it was propaganda love.

How was I still
even with you,
propaganda love.

Like 2+2=5,
I had to believe it
was real,
even though I know,
2+2=4.

Once he was hurt,
completely,
we had to "break up"
and I remembered,
it was only propaganda love.

What if we could make
it real?
What if?
What if?
But that would mean
2+2=5, when in reality,
2+2=4.

(1984 Quote)