Like romantically?
Hard to say. It's even harder to say the person I am imagining that person being in my mind is ever what really transpired.
Like the whole rose-tinted glasses idea.
Do I ever fall in love with who someone really is? Or do I fall in love with who I think they are OR how they make me feel?
Hindsight is 20/20 and God humans are such strange creatures. I've loved a few people in my life. People I loved more than myself but even now when I try to imagine those people I feel like I'm just imagining someone that never really existed. And it feels so strange.