IMYRD

I had an imaginary friend 3 years ago. It was sort of the darkest days of my life.
I didn’t talk to that friend of mine at all. I just closed my eyes and meet him in many types of places, in many kinds of settings and story lines.
Red eyes, red hair and a cool cute face. Sometimes he’s a child, sometimes he’s a teenager, sometimes he’s a small dragon like those in the western movies.
We were always racing or fighting with each other for something I’ve forgotten. But sometimes we also sat side by side under the dark sky. Sometimes I would ride on his back when he’s a dragon and we flew to somewhere far.
I’m happy and amazed that my brain made these beautiful magical memories to cheer myself up.
… And
I miss you Red Dragon.

P/s: Follow Red Dragon’s favorite girl on Twitter @ReiRyeong