Realist Poem 

Walk together in the sand

pretend we’re in a love story 

Leaving memories in the shape of bare feet

we both know the waves will wash it away 

Yet do despite the knowledge 

The walk seems endless

Yet it will end soon 

If time is endless 

why do we count the seconds?

Much like we count our steps 

The ticking of the clock 

Matches our stride 

We both check our watch 

It is time to go

And return to reality.