how is it possible to have a heartbreak over someone you've never met; someone you've only imagined?

a hole lies in my heart where the mystery man used to live
this gaping wound that never happened yet, continues to tug at my fragile insides of my heart's wall, only to break my heart in half

am i inflicting unnecessary suffering upon myself? but, authentic feelings arise when i imagine your peaceful, lovely face. are you all a dream, or is this a prophetic dream, soon to become a reality?

i haven't met you yet, but i do feel you. i feel your warmth and love for me.  i feel your soft, soothing embrace when i cry.  i feel your sweet breath upon my cheek when i curl up next to you. i feel your gentle caress when you tell me you're not going anywhere. all of this is my imagination. all of these are my hopes turned into figments in my mind. but where do the feelings and rich visual pictures come from?

i will continue to have a playground in my mind, falling into my own illusions and falling in love with a man in my mind who isn't really there and who cannot hurt my heart. for he is perfect, trapped here in my mind; a perfect lover. and facing the reality is too much of a risk. so i will continue to dream and to fall in love over and over again with the pictures in my mind.