I’m learning that I don’t really know people

As well as I know the versions of them

I create in my mind.

It took meeting you to teach me that.

I thought I knew you so well

Had myself convinced

I knew your heart.

Yet I don’t even know

Your favorite song,

Your best memory,

Your greatest fear.

The realization is kind of scary.

It makes me wonder just

How many times I have

Thought I’ve known someone.

Am I floating around in a world

Full of imaginary people?

Have I created their stories

All in my head, by myself?

Have I misinterpreted their body

Language and the words they’ve spoken

To create an imaginary society around me?

Could I really do all of that by myself?

Maybe I could.

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