to my imaginary friend...

Today, you are a mere figment of my imagination...

Your kind words...

Your warm touch...

Your laughter echoing down the hallways of my memory.

Today, you are a dark shadow at the doorsill of my private chamber...

Your smile shimmered in the darkness...

I could see it in the way your ears shooting upward with each gesture.

I cannot see, though,

The sharp gaze of you cool grey eyes,

Locking into mine and challenging me.

I cannot feel, though,

The strength of your arms,

Hugging me and telling me not to worry.

I cannot tell you, though,

How much I miss your presence,

Lending me strength to go on,

Lending me ears to listen to my adventures.

But I still feel you here...

Through the wheels you put under my soles,

Through the wings you grew on my back,

Through the belief you planted in my heart...

That I can soar high...

Higher than I expected,

That I can move forward....

Farther than I have ever imagined.

I simply wish,

That wind would carry this feeling of missing you,

And would somehow shower you with blessings and happiness...

Wherever you are...

My imaginary friend.