أنا ما اخطيت هذا رد فعل لكل ما سويت
تماديت بدلاله لين زاد الكيل عن حدّه
بغى يقرا الخفايا في عيوني مير مالديت
تذكرت إني ارخيت العنان وواجبي شده
وقفت بعيد عنه هناك لا قَفَّى ولا قفّيت
من الحيره ونظرات الشماته جاه ما سده
imaginationship is when you’re in a relationship with the version of someone that only exists in your head
no fights about dishes, no awkward mornings, no real accountability
just you, a glowing fantasy, and a playlist that makes it feel mutual
you fall asleep holding your phone like it’s a hand
you reread the same three messages like scripture
you build a whole future off a look, a joke, a “we should hang sometime” that never becomes a date
it’s safe. it’s intoxicating. it’s also a trap
because the imaginary them will never disappoint you
and the real them will never show up