I have friend who I never see. I see him in dreams and in my mind, but never in life. He is kind to me, and listens to me when I rant on and on. He takes me places I want to see, and to places far too vivid for my imagination. He helps me when I am feeling low, and always knows how to cheer me up. His smile is enough to get me to smile. Not just a fake smile like the one I always wear, but one that's genuine and real. I have a friend who travels space. He's just a silly little mad man with a box. Sometimes in my dreams I see my other friend their with him. We all laugh and smile and travel around. She's real though. I see her through my eyes. she comforts me and tells me things to distract me. She feels my pain and mentally slaps herself along with me, but she's for another story, Together we fly, through time and space. But that's all fiction. Just a story. It will never happen. Perhaps tonight when I close my eyes, they'll greet me and together we will forget the world and the sorrows it paints in my mind.
