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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required One time, I made up a story which I told so often, That I started to believe it too, it was a whopper; It all started at work with co-workers asking me, Why does a beautiful girl like you not have a . . . Boyfriend. The constant questions were getting me angry, I had been married, my love was in heaven above; Anyways, that is another story but I was resting, From any relationship with a man and from . . . Dating. So one day, I made up a boyfriend so very amazing, I gave him a name, first and last and a real great job; Of course, he was handsome and sexy and loved me so, But it was a long distance relationship, you see . . . Friends. I gave him a personality based on truth, my husband, It was easy and I just kept adding to that big lie; Oh Michael said this , you know the way girls often do, Yes indeed, he was my everything and my forever . . . Lover. The imaginary things we did together were so awesome, They were based in truth, just not now, but true; It is sort of sad in a way, oh how I exaggerated everything, He gave me gifts, that I actually bought for . . . Myself. I kept up that whopper for a few years until they stopped, The gossips moved on to another victim to bother, And the handsome Michael just drifted away, I miss him; Afterall, he was the perfect man really because he was . . . Invisible. ____________________ July 4, 2016 Poetry/Narrative/One Time Copyright Protected, ID 16-806-143-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. For the contest, Tell A Tall Tale sponsor, Jessie Day 15th Place
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