You're the reason that I'm thinking
I've left the who I was before.
And I don't mind the missing
If you're still around when it shows.
If you've faded, all I can tell
Is the change honored the pain,
The moment I played make believe
With who I pretended not to see.
Maybe if I hadn't imagined,
I'd still be in the bed I lay before.
I'd still be pale by comparison,
And I'd still wish for the unknown.
The unknown has hunted me
And tricked my attention.
Now the unknown is my companion.
(Since I finally introduced myself.)