"l'amour derrière un mur" The batter x reader

disorient

You still remember how that smile cascaded over his lips, his pixelated hand reaching to you from the screen.
it felt warm with him, his presence with you was like an old memory.
A memory of a person who never even existed.
You touched the screen with your bare psychical hands, you felt nothing but the cold touch of the glass beneath your fingertips.
He was so close to you, but a million lives apart seemingly.
Just like this life, people always reaching out in this monotonous endlessness, never to gain what we truly desire.
He stopped just as he had turned around, returning to his idle state, like nothing had happened at all.
You wish the world was as simple as it could be in your imagination, in somewhere safe you just you and that holy man could be.
Somewhere, over the rainbow.