The life of an imaginary friend

I was there almost your whole life

We even grew up together

You first thought me into existence as a child,

no older than two

Being an only child, you needed someone to play with

We played hide and seek, sardines, and everything in between

Then you started to grow up

When you were five, you had your first day of kindergarten

It was also mine too, but I was mostly there for you

I stayed near to you, and you near to me

It was a scary day, but we stayed with each other

You only cried once

Slowly as the days went on, you started to make friends

real ones

But you never forgot me

You always left me a seat at the table, even if you're friends couldn't see me

By the time you were seven, you had gotten friend making down

You could make friends with anyone

Unfortunately, your grade is where drama started

You didn't know what it really was at first

So you would talk to me about it and everything going on

I tried to provide advice,

sometimes it worked

But I didn't know much myself

In third grade, a girl in your class called you ugly

At home that day to cried to me

You asked me, "Am I ugly?"

I spent that afternoon assuring you that you are beautiful

because you are

We borrowed your mom's make-up and I talked you through a make over

It may not have been great, you but you were still stunning

When you started middle school you realized that not everyone had an imaginary friend

So some days you left me behind

I didn't mind

I just wanted to make sure you were happy

You would still tell me all about your day when you came home

Middle school was also when the bullying started

They would call you names and pull your hair

You didn't tell your parents, just me

Sometimes it made you cry

But I tried my best to cheer you up

Usually it worked

Some people also made fun of you when they found out about me

You would talk about it, and then assure me you would never forget me

But eventually, it got to you

There were days you came home and cried, and ignored me

By high school, there were days I completely faded away

I'm not sure if you started to forget me, or got rid of me

I was lucky if you talked to me once a month

But I didn't mind

It was part of life

I was there when you moved to college

It was a big change

But you seemed to enjoy it

For me though, I was only there for a day every now and then

You really had started to forget me

Now here we are, a few weeks from your graduation

I can feel myself fading away, my arms and legs are disappearing

But I don't mind

I know you'll do fine

Good-bye