imaginary people

i've always imagined things that never existed. i mean, situations and people. it might seem something ordinary, all right, but i've always imagined them as if they were real - with a level of detail and complexity that some of my real acquaintances lack in many ways. those imaginary situations with imaginary people, if real, would be able to tear down a part of my current life and start it over again. maybe that's the reason why i keep creating them - as if i'm trying to escape a reality that chokes me in many ways. the trouble is, what if one of those people, of those imaginary people, were to became real, right in from of my eyes? with the power to destroy me in order to raise me from the ashes? would i be ready to take the fall in order to set me free? or would i merely run for cover within my boring existance, waiting for it to go away?

imaginary people should remain in my imagination. they're bound to create one hell of a mess if they jump into the reality.