I have an imaginary lover
who is kind, caring, and supportive.
Everything that my other lover is not.
My imaginary lover holds me
when I cry,
and is the one I tell everything to.
My imaginary lover,
is not completely made up, but based
more on truth than not.
And I recently started talking to
my lover a lot less, this lover I miss a lot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i enjoyed your spin on having a love... it was lovely... thnx for sharing