A Lens That Reflects in the Dark

What if your life revolved around lenses? What if you were a lens yourself, meant to serve as only a stepping stone for people to find or lose themselves through? What if that was your fate, the only way you could ever hope to live, endlessly drawn to people, only to put their life together and have them leave you, or destroy them and have them leave you? No matter who you love, no matter how much, whether they are left whole or fragmented, they always leave you behind. And you are left alone until the next person comes along and the dance begins again.
Now, what if you met another with the same fate as yours? Would you be able to reflect each other's darkness to find a new light? Or will you lose yourselves in an effort to achieve more than you were ever meant to?
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Throughout this story, you will never know the name of the main character, the names of the people who come and go, or the name of the love interest. This is because of two reasons: I believe that the love the main character feels, regardless of gender or appearance, goes far past any physical title the person experiencing it may hold, and because I believe that you may resonate with at least one of these characters I have carefully crafted. You may, at some point, have acted as a lens yourself, or may have encountered a lens, or simply have been a bystander as someone you know did. I hope to maintain this sense of anonymity through the course of this piece of fiction.