I was a bit drunk, so I'm not sure I remember her name.
In fact, I don't.
But we had a lovely chat.
She was too lovely to be so upset at such a lovely party, and I told her so.
Maybe she was a figment of your imagination.Or maybe she was a composite of 2 or 3 other lovely people. Or maybe I'm the only one that thinks in fiction.
She was real.I'm sure of it. But you're not the only one who thinks in fiction.Though you may be the only one that realises it.Accepts it.Acknowledges it.
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