i'm just a figment of your imagination. you came into the wonderland of escapism. i was there when you needed someone to talk to. i happened to appear when you were sad. we had fun, we had joy and we had seasons in the sun. i knew from the start you aren't someone i should fall in love with. you were an illusion of perspective created by distance. we moved in different direction, eventually.
seeing now that you're alright, dear friend, i shall go just like how i came.
sincerely,
your imaginary friend.
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