In first grade I had an imaginary friend.
Not the kind that was always there and you'd play with, but the kind that was there when you felt lonely.
In first grade we would sit on the carpet for story time, or to learn the days of the years.
When I sat down I'd take up more space than I needed, Cuz I knew my "friend" would need somewhere to sit.
No it wasn't a friend I could see or even imagine.
Just merely a thought,
that somebody wanted me to save a spot.
So they, could sit next to me.
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