Just my imagination

You are just my imagination!
I've realized it not so long ago.
There is no man with such charasteristics:
I've imagined you.

You know, I've been thinking of you.
You know, I like doing it.
I've realized I feel much better with your image
than with a man who is not sure of his choice.

You've come for making jokes,
I've noticed the way a man could enjoy his lonely life,
I've learnt from your example, at the end,
that I should smile,
that I should laugh,
that every moment of my life should be so great:
not like a drop in the ocean
but like an ocean on the world map.

I still remember all the things about you,
still it's so easy to wake up the memories:
your voice, your childly jokes, your smile, your laugh...
It's very easy now to make from all that stuff
just a new story...
But everything is just my imagination.

This story's made me adult,
This story's made me wise,
You know, I don't regret a single minute
because I've realized I couldn't have lived it another way.

I've changed my mind about you:
one day I've realized that
there is you and my imagination.

Although from very start
you played this image well enough
but later the mask has fallen
and my heart's broken...
And now the only thing that cure it is
only my imagination.