A Figment of My Imagination

A Figment of My Imagination

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I promise, he was real. It's just that no one else could see him. I felt like I was loving someone who only exsisted in my dreams. But, I saw him. Everyday, I saw him. He showed up in my room. He talked to me. He solved my problems. He talked me through my first real breakup when I was fifteen. He was my best friend. He was always there. I loved him, but the only problem was that no one but me could see him. He was a figment of my imagination. _________________________________________________________ SLOW UPDATES!!!! Hope you enjoy!
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Before you ask, I didn't see it coming; I didn't see him coming. He just kind of, well, appeared one day out of nowhere. I can't say it's bad that he did, nor can I say it's good. He became infatuated with me, and to be honest, I loved it. He changed my world, sometimes for the better, but sometimes for the worst. Now, I cam say with confidence that he changed me as a person. I've become more aware, and love all of the small things in life. Why? Because I know that once you have something, it isn't always yours.

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