i have a love/hate relationship with you. 

sometimes i feel as though i could hate you.  when you pester me in my dreams, pop into my head at the most inopportune moment, disappear from my life only to reappear when i don't actually need you.  those times when you offer me a glimpse of the real you, only to snatch it back with rigour when you get bored with me.

and perhaps the reasons that i could love you are exactly the same.  i just wish i didn't think about you every single bloody day.

i would like you to remain a figment of my imagination.