He asked me if my watch was real or fake. I told him that it was real, not minding much.
"Real or fake, it tells time", I thought.
He asked his friend if his glasses were real. He told him that it was real, looking tired.
"Real or fake, it allows to see", I thought.
But then I pondered...
Is a fake friend who betrays you worth it just because he makes you feel loyal?
Is a fake friend who stabs behind your back worth it just because he makes you believe you're safe?
Is a fake friend who hates you worth it just because he makes you feel loved?
Is it worth it to be betrayed, stabbed and hated just to feel loyal, safe and loved?
Maybe knowing if something is real or fake matters...