PRISONERS OF IMAGINATION
I'm a girl destined to love someone who's beyond my reach.
A
girl who is waiting for a miracle to happen.
A wide reader who's always silently praying that her fictional lovers will come to life.
And a girl who is always writing for someone she can't ever have.
They say that readers have this really high standards when it comes to love because of the fictions they've read,
But little did they know is that it's not about the standards that matters.
It's all about the love, contentment and beats of the heart that matters than this well written characters never failed to make us feel.
Even if it's painful knowing that they will never come to life nor exist.
It sucks to wake up with the reality that there will be no Elijah Montefalco that is willing to be my soldier.
It hurts knowing that there will no Louis Kingsley Mendez that will help me solve a lot of mysteries in life.
It is truly painful to realize that there will always be no Shiloah Suarez who's willing to wait in this reality of agony.
And what hurts the most is that the love that we are giving them cannot be reciprocated because the chances of having them is never possible.
They say that perfect guys and characters only exist in books and fictions,
They are the product of the beautiful and endless imaginations of authors who is also seeking for perfection.
Knowing that perfection only exist in their mind and not in the real world.
The only difference of those characters are their personalities and what brings them together is their common denominator which is being fictional, imaginary, and unreal.
People always seek for perfection not knowing that such thing doesn't exist.
We always wanted more even if there is nothing left.
We are never really contented on our own reality that's why we always choose to escape it by all means.
We always keep on escaping not knowing that we are already imprisoned in our own jails of unrealistic imaginations.
