i think of you daily but
the problem is
you are not real

you are real in the sense that
i and others can see you
but
you do not exist

"you" is something
you created so that
the person inside could
hide away from people
who promised them in
the middle of the night that
they did in fact
love
"you"

"i am not real" you said

now i realize

of course not
how could you be