Read Me Something Sexy

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Me? I’m just a figment
of your imagination,
that’s all.

Yes.
I will always say yes.
Always.
To whatever you need.
But that is because
I’m
not
real.

A real person has no needs
of their own;
has no urges,
no motivations
no real life;
therefore,
I must be an illusion.
Except, of course,
for those times when you
bring me to life
by wanting me,
just for a moment, just for now,
not to have with you
forever, of course,
because that would mean
I am part of your
real life.

Because I don’t exist,
not in the real world,
or at least not in yours.

Or perhaps the
me
that you think I am
is what really doesn’t
exist.

Perhaps there is a real me,
but you simply
cannot
understand
that there are needs
beyond
yours.