We believed them,
we saw them exult happiness
and euphoria in every
flutter of their wings.
They gave us dreams,
and saved us from nightmares,
and then they were gone.
forgotten by the same minds
that created them.
they'll never be relinquished
as the ones we thanked
for blessing our imaginations.
we'll leave them,
like young children forgetting homework,
just like they left us,
when we needed them most,
they'll hide and we'll find them,
and remember that at one time,
they were nothing more than
figments of our imagination.
