I’ve fallen in love with myself
His mind, omnipotent, creates the perfect woman, the perfect compliment, his yen, his missing piece.
Everything about this fictional girl is bait for his affections. She is what he thinks he wants, and what he really needs, blended,
Like a healthy smoothie that tastes good.
She is good
She’ll never bore him
Or misunderstand him
Faithful to the end.
It’s like he made her up.
What if she’s real, and it’s perfect? And it’ll never end.