1:39 AM
I fell in love with someone who doesn’t even exist.
Not a classmate.
Not a neighbor.
Not someone I passed by on the street.
He's a fictional character.
A name I found in a book.
A voice I only hear in my head.
A face I’ve only seen through drawings and scenes.
And yet…
He made me feel things no real person ever has.
I smile when he smiles.
I cry when he’s in pain.
I wait for every new chapter, just to see him again.
Even if I know…
I know you won’t love me back.
You can’t.
Because you’re not real.
You’ll never hear my voice.
You’ll never know how tightly I hug my pillow at night thinking of you.
You’ll never know how much comfort you bring me.
How your words made me feel less alone.
How your story gave me strength.
I know it’s foolish.
I know you live in a world where I don’t belong.
But somehow… you became the safest place in my heart.
You don’t exist.
But you saved me.
You don’t breathe.
But you made my heart race.
You don’t know me.
But I know every part of your story.
And that’s why it hurts.
Because I know you won’t love me back…
But I still love you anyway.
