Million + 8 Things

I’ve written a million and eight things about you
Over the months
For every page were a thousand thoughts

You were there through my ups and downs
Through my hardest times
And when I was by myself
I was never alone, because
You were there

I imagined it was you
When I walked and I shopped and I played
I imagined it was you
At restaurants, work and in my bed

She loved my heroes
And hated my enemies
When everyone tried to kill me
She hid behind the house, the house
And killed them first

I went back through the million and eight things
And found they were all the same
An ongoing play
Of a lonely child and his made up friend
Of an insecure child
Who smashed things and cried
His eyes out and hated
And hated

But somehow made a bond
Based on love and peace with this friend
The play continued on

The role of the child
Became only (?)
Impressive to himself
And as time went on
The imaginary friend started losing interest
And so did the people who came to watch
Only friends of the child showed
Friends of his make believe love
Didn’t show at all

She loved my heroes
And hated my enemies
When everyone tried to kill me
She hid behind the house, the house

She loved my heroes
And hated my enemies
When everyone tried to kill me
She hid behind the house, the house
She hid behind the house, the house
She hid behind the house, the house
She hid behind the house
And killed them first