Imaginary You

It’s you who cares most about my feelings,

Who waits for me to come and have a talk,

Who’s not afraid of looking a bit silly

When we would laugh at some impromptu joke.

The one for whom all my emotions matter,

The one who’d never leave me all alone,

Who’d hug me just to make my morning better

And let me hear things that others won’t.

It’s you who’d make a silence light and cozy,

Bring calmness to the troubled soul of mine

And share troubles that nobody knows of

To let me add some comfort to your life.

The warming presence; someone who’s been closer

Than anyone I’ve been connected with;

The one who’d think of me; the one who’d always

Forgive, accept, inspire, and relieve.

It’s you who needs me, as much as I need you,

Who craves attention as much as I do,

Who’s genuinely happy to have seen me –

But is it just imaginary you?

Was I too eager for this lovely picture?

I might envision things that don’t exist.

You know, one’s mind would always make a mixture

Between what might be and what really is.

The real you is likely to be different:

I have a lot to learn about you yet.

But even if I only have been dreaming,

I’m thankful to the fate that we have met.

30.09.17