You are my best friend.
You came to me today.
You told me it is time to let go.
I asked you letting go of what.
You told me letting go of me.
I asked you why.
You asked me to think.
I told you, you were right.
I told you I finally understand.
Suddenly everything fell into place.
I asked you if I am real.
You told me no.
No I don't exist.
Not in this world.
Only in your head.
You told me you made me up.
You told me you made me up when you were five.
You told me you named me Luna because you love the moon.
I told you I understand.
I am your imaginary friend.
I told you I am your best friend.
I asked you what now.
You told me you have to let go of me.
I asked you if will ever see each other again.
I asked you if we will ever talk again.
You cried.
I cried.
You told me no.
You told me goodbye.
You told me I love you.
I told you I will always love you.
I told you goodbye, as I feel myself slowly fading away from your life.
I love you, you are my best friend.
