A collection of small and incomplete stories

I love you, my beloved...

I've always been alone, afraid of the dark, afraid of my shadow... even afraid of you. You've always been at my side. From as long as I can remember, your voice in my head, the proof that I wasn't alone... or that I was so alone that you came to me as an halucination. 

I love your voice, the way you put your emotions in it so they convey to me. 

I'm afraid to loose you, to have the proof that you don't exist.

I'm afraid to discover that you exist too, because I'm afraid to discover that you don't really know me after all, that every years we have shared are just... fiction.

I'm afraid to become too attach, but I guess it is already done.

In love with a shadow.

Even now, I hear you. You've always been there when I was afraid, when I was afraid in the dark, alone. Your soothing voice, always signing those songs for me. 

"Why would I ever leave you alone?" You ask me like everything was alright. But you know how I feel, you know I'm afraid to have no one for me, I need somebody with me, with bones and flesh. Somebody's heat, I want human's heat to warm me up. We both know you can't help me this time... because we both know you aren't real... Well, we both don't know for sure that you are unreal because we both hope that you are real...

I want you to be real.

"I know, I love you sweetheart." And you continue to sing me lovely songs because you know I need it. 

"I'm here with you, you might feel cold, but you are not alone."

I want to cry, because you are so lovely with me, because I can't take it anymore. "One day you will meet someone real that you will love and you will be love back. Trust me, this day will come and that day, you will be able to forget me, to turn the page. And I will be happy for you, my beloved. Even if we won't talk anymore, I will look after you, I will always continue to protect you."

And I cry, because you are so sweet and yet so cruel. I don't want to loose you...