Fantasy man

When you talk to yourself inventing stories about someone and then he unexpectedly starts to love you back and you can’t remember if your fantasies really happened because they felt real – is that paramnesia? lovageWhen you imagine he’s chatting about mulching the vegetable patch and you remind him to plant beans and you can hear his voice, feel his breath, smell his musty old barn coat, is that …?

When you feel his good-night kiss, although he’s in the next room, when you feel his hand reach for you, when you roll over into a dent in the mattress is that …?

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