The room is dark and you’re asleep. This is not the time to say what I have on mind but I have to. Closure is what I need, even if it will be lost on you. Where do I start when my heart is in tatters? I’ll sing you a song because I know how much you love my voice. Well, you used to anyways.
*singing* “Do you remember the
21st night of September?
Love was changing the minds of pretenders
While chasing the clouds away…”
I must admit I don’t know the next verse so I’ll man up and say what I came to say. I know that you’ll hear me out. We’ve had so many 21st nights. Heck we celebrating anniversaries of 21st’s these days.
Slowly you’re letting go and you don’t need me anymore. We’ve grown apart these past few months. You don’t have to say it because I can see you have new friends. Best friends forever is what we swore to be. I should have known it wouldn’t last. It never does.
You shut me out and make it seem like I’m not even there. Our love is fading and you don’t seem to care. If you had a Facebook account I’m sure your relationship status would have read: “It’s Complicated”. The saddest part is that you have no idea of how it makes me feel.
I’m still the same me who’s always been around for you no matter what. I used to be able to make you laugh. Do you remember that time when we covered the whole backyard in flour just so you could have your first white Christmas? I happily took the blame for that and your parents forgave you. What about the time… That time and the other time we… Oh we have so many memories I don’t even know which one to remind you of. We had so much fun.
*singing* “Ba de ya – say do you remember
Ba de ya – dancing in September
Ba de ya – never was a cloudy day”
*laughing* I remembered the chorus so you have to give it to me… You’re growing up too fast and I’m fading even faster. Soon I’ll not even be a distant memory but I’ll never have existed to you before. Your parents might bring me up from to time but you’d have forgotten me completely. I knew this day would come but I won’t pretend that I’m not sad. You were the best friend I could ever have, but life happens. One day you’ll be an adult and chide your kids for having friends like me.
Whatever you do, always remember that I love you and will always be your imaginary friend.
PS: I’ve never had an imaginary friend growing up but feel I have plenty as an adult, including imaginary family in my head.
This is part of a Tandem series where 1 topic, meets 3 writers, meets creativity. Click the links below to see their interpretation of “Fading”.