I had a best friend helped me out
Of sticky situations
Even though her origin
Was my imagination
At crowded movies if the seat
Right next to me was bare
I’d say “sorry my imaginary
Friend is sitting there”
If conversations were a bore
And went on with out end
I’d be saved by a call from my
Imaginary friend
If I was eating ice cream someone
Thought was meant for two
“I’m sharing with my unseen friend
Who’s come down with the flu”
Some people didn’t like her but
I think they were plain evil
Haters with something against
Imaginary people
So besties we were for some time
Til hit with rotten luck
My imaginary friend was run down
By a big Mack truck
I did my best to save her flattened
There in the concrete
Guess the driver didn’t see her when
She was crossing the street
And now my friend is dead and gone
And my whole world is black
I never could imagine how
I’d try to bring her back
And days go by still don’t know
How I’ll go on without her
For I despise to socialize
Perhaps I just won’t shower.
This post is dedicated to and partially inspired by Bitter Ben and our countless blogversations about imaginary everything.
Glorious Results Of A Misspent Youth 
Ha-ha. May imaginary friend rest in peace. Maybe, she could come back as a ghost and haunt you.
Right, and then when I try to tell people I’m being haunted by a ghost, they can tell me it’s just my imagination!!
ha-ha. Exactly.
Poor friend. May friend rest in peace. Maybe a comeback? 🙂
Unimaginable!
Your friend will, of course be alive and well within a parallel universe…so no harm done!
You know, her death is very real to me and I’m having a very difficult time here. I don’t appreciate you trivializing it.
Face the facts young Marissa, she’s not coming back…pull yourself together and deal with it!
How will I go on????
Cute poem 🙂
Thank you!
Ah yes…everyone needs an imaginary friend…it really is the only way through life! I never contemplated where imaginary friends go when they get hit by a Mack truck though…….very creative, Marissa.
Yes, well it’s very sad you know. We had to bury her in an imaginary grave in an imaginary cemetery where apparently there are many other imaginary people buried although I’ve certainly never seen them!
Have I mentioned you have quite the imagination!? For real! 🙂
Thanks Torrie!
Who knows? Maybe your imaginary friend is like Cher and will return countless times. 😉
The Imaginary Friend Comeback Tour??
Exactly!
Oh, what a great write. I adore this one. Our imaginery friends?? Now, mine are characters in my books. Love this.
Thank you! Well, I suppose mine is a character in my poem…or at least now she is!
Laughing. Seriously, I loved this. I had so many imaginery friends as a kid.
I had a sister so…
LOL
What an imagination! 🙂
Well, thank you! Not always easy to come up with an entire life and death!
Love it, especially that you couldn’t revive her or bring her back after the accident. Maybe you could check your imagination and see if she has a twin? Great job, Marissa, you have a gift! 🙂
Yeah, I checked it and she actually does have a twin but it turns out the twin doesn’t want to be my friend so we had a huge fight about it and now I’m not talking to her anymore!
Give her time, she’s probably still grieving after that horrible accident. She’ll come around.
LOL! Sure you can’t reincarnate him in a different avatar so we can get a Part II from you?
After the first death there is no other.
Aww, c’mon, Marissa! By popular demand?
Well, if you put it that way…
😄
Bring her back from an imaginary death as she is needed to save a seat at the movie theatre,
Really insensitive Tom, as you see there is nothing that can be done…except not shower for the rest of my life.
It wasn’t her choice to leave you, I hope there is comfort in that.
So what exactly are you trying to say? Because you know, it wasn’t my choice!!
Well no. But she, you know….died. By the Mack truck. Right? So, I mean, it wasn’t her choice. Nothing implied. Nothing at all.
Okay…but I have my eye on you…
Well, you CAN really see me. 🙂
Yikes. I can’t touch this one. I had enough trouble with the real world without trying to figure out the imaginary one. Imaginary friends wouldn’t have anything to do with me
I never had imaginary friends either but I figure in this capacity it could come in handy!
is this real-life inspired?
Well, other than my fear and loathing of face to face socialization, not really!
Haha at least your honest, Malie (my niece) always talks about random named people and I asked her about one of them the other day and she goes ‘don’t start that again’ – obviously a fictional character, at best.
Sounds like you two speak the same language.
We do, oh my gosh the love I have for her Marissa. Can’t even
I’m sure!
Poor Marissa…A truly outstanding imaginary friend is so hard to find!
Yes, they can’t just be thought up every day, you know. Not like you can just get them out of thin air!!
Ha ha..certainly not 🙂
This is super good marissa. Too cute, never had an imaginary friend but see where they can come in handy. 🙂
Yes, apparently so. I never had one either. Maybe more for only children.
Imaginary friends have been replaced by smartphones. Creepy guys and awkward strangers stand no chance against Siri. “So sorry, I’ve got to take this call, it’s an emergency.”
Hasn’t Siri said out loud to you, “I didn’t call. I am not taking out your trash either. Get rid of him your own self.” Then Siri slaps me around a couple times. If you’ve never been slapped around by Siri, you have not been slapped around. Man, she can be vicious. Oh, sorry. That’s not Siri. That’s my Muse. I confuse them ever so often. Now i’m on the bad side of both of them.
Yeah, Siri usually stays on the right side of my phone. Plus, mine is a guy so I think any slapping around would be highly inappropriate. Now, my muse on the other hand…
Right, well in this case anyway…or actually, we could probably just count on them for all kinds of companionship…or, er.. most.
Or..er, all! Ew.
Hey Marissa is always fun here! Lots of laughing and hugs to you! 😉
Thanks Carolina!
You’re welcome Marissa
You have my sympathy. I do understand your loss. I had such an imaginary friend. But he liked to showoff. One day he picked up a piano. A Steinway. He lifted it above his head. Then it flattened him. So sad. So sad. All my imaginary friends have gone tragically. I’ve been to so many imaginary funerals that I am just about cried out. I would ask you to be my imaginary friend. But I don’t want to jinx you.
I’m so sorry to hear that. Perhaps we can start a support group…
Hey, it could be a movement. All of us have lost an Imaginary Friend. So maybe we could call our movement The Imaginary Friendless.
That’s beautiful! We can serve imaginary coffee and imaginary cookies at our meetings.
I have been meaning to start this organization. But I just don’t seem to have the time. What with being the President of Procrastinator’s Unanimous. You think you could help me?
I don’t think I can have any procrastinators in the Imaginary Friends Foundation. It’s a conflict of interest…whatever that’s supposed to mean.
Imaginary friends never die, they just become ghost writers..
Well, this one offered inspiration at the very least.
An imaginary friend you can count on..
Hahaha!!! Laughing out loudest, Marissa! The imaginary friend got hit by a big Mac Truck…. lol!
I could say that you are a cruel woman…LOL
LOL! That’s why I love your ironic way of writing soooooo much… hahah!!!! I am definitely a black humor lover!
Run over by a truck? Damn. RIP 😦
I had a friend back in middle school and she was obsessed by the idea of getting hit by a Mack truck. Like ‘If I’m lying, may I get hit by a Mack truck’ and on and on. I don’t think I ever got it out of my head.
Oh there it is. I was too busy doing work stuff yesterday to do my way more important blog work. Apparently my imaginary friend that was in charge of the blog didn’t do his job.
I hate it when that happens!
I kinda like the fact that my imaginary friend is still hanging around. Gets me out of all kinds of trouble….
Yes, better to get you out of trouble than into it!
We all should have imaginary friends. Awesome, Marissa!! LOL ❤
Yes, as long as we know how to take care of them, ha, ha!
Really! Poor thing getting hit and all …. What a tragedy!
I really liked the great rhymes like evil with people, along with using the friend to get out of things. Funny ways you had the imaginary friend be a great “excuse!”
I had an imaginary sister, since I had 2 brothers. My Mom has an imaginary King Snake which is nice to people but kills other snakes.
My oldest two, Carrie and Jamie had an imaginary Tigger, from Pooh’s friends. He was naughty and took off his seat belt along with jumping out of the car!
There is a very sweet movie, with a little dramatic title, “Drop Dead, Fred.” A girl outgrows her imaginary Fred. We all really liked it, Marissa. Show it to anyone who is tiring of their imaginary friend! 🙂
That does seem like a fun movie. I sure like the title. Is that a children’s movie? Maybe my kids would like it. Strangely enough, I never had an imaginary friend. Probably because I was very close to my twin sister.
Beautiful. I remember my imaginary lover. 🙂
I suppose that could be a step above a blow up doll.
hahaha. no comment 🙂
Omg I love your creativity. Have I said that before? I’ll say it again, and again, and a…well you know it. 🙂
Well, I won’t tire of hearing it, that’s for sure.
Oh no! Hope her imaginary ghost comes back to cheer you up, or at least convince you to shower. Be strong, Marissa 👻
The showering is less likely!
Haha
I’m sorry for your loss, Marissa 🙂
This one was very funny and may be the answer of my prayers, hahahahaha 🙂
Thanks Paola!