i made you up

a fraction of what and who you actually are

held together by thousands of little details

that i've constructed over time

i made you up

for you to comfort me

when i feel as if i'm alone

even in this world full of people

on every inch of land

and i know you're not real

even when i can practically hear your voice

and feel your touch

but as pathetic as it sounds

i keep you around

because it's better than not having anyone

now is it?