Made you up

Walking down the halls,buying lunch, on the bus stand, I bump in you.
You look at me and smile.
I see stars in your brown eyes
But your face is hazy
Is it fading? Or was it never there?
The questions remain unclear
Now I walk down the halls
Notice your not there
Neither on the bus stand
Or the Cafe
Only then I realized, bub
That I made you up.