I once had an imaginary friend,
And she was beautiful.
She walked the way I always dreamed
And she talked smooth and sweet.
And she loved me the way I had always wanted
And I loved her too.
We became so close,
That I told her my feelings
And she told me hers.
And for hours on end,
We played frivolous games.
I gave her my heart.
She broke it in half.
Then I realized why-
I got so caught up in her false perfection
That I had forgotten
That she was fake.
I had forgotten that I created her in my head.
That I fantasized the way she walked,
I dreamed up the way she talked,
I even managed to imagine her love.