Nonexistent

I miss this friend I used to have. Maybe it was only in my mind. Something I longed for so created in someone else. Perhaps I was blinded by what I wanted to see rather then what was really there. A phantom I created in someone who never wanted to exist. Or perhaps I was blind in another way? Maybe I refused to see what I was being shown. Someone who craved more then what was being given and never wanted what they had.