He's Nothing Now.

After I thought hard, struggled and fought with my mind and body, 
I realised, they were right. 

I had forgotten what he feels like 
and now he's nothing but a mere fragment of memory. 

I guess I became so lonely 
So consumed by my own past 
I hated my company 
So I made him up,

 and he came to life 
 
I hoped he would be real 
But no real than my pain 
Because now I'm 
all alone again 

Contemplating whether I'm wrong 
Whether he walks this earth 
I don't crave him 
(I do)
But it's alright just knowing he's alive 
Would make me happy.

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[Frieda P]

Seems a lot of ambivalent feelings here, sometimes we want someone so badly to fill that void, they appear to be someone grander than they really are or a figment of our imagination we've conjured up.

'and he came to live' I think you meant 'life' but either could work really

[La Luna]

Thank you Freda, your comment is much appreciated. :)

[Frieda P]

Pleasure was mine Luna :-)