Actually, i always fantasized i was someone better than i am. Now that i think of it, i did it as far back as i can remember. Always had 'imaginary' friends and pretended to be with them enjoying being the me i wanted to be.

I really thought one day i'd find love and feel so good and right with him. In reality, love happened a couple of times, but only lasted for a little while. Then i lost that feeling, deciding it didn't feel right.