Did you know our brains can’t tell the difference between real and fictional people? It’s really silly, because that means we can fall completely and utterly in love with someone who’s not even real. It’s a different kind of pain. A raw itchy pain that seeps deep into your soul. One that leaves you hollowed out inside. A longing for a love that can never be. The ache to feel their touch, hear their soft whisper against your neck. To know everything there is to know about them. Explore them in every way possible. Trace every line on their hand, memorize the tiny cracks in their voice, pinpoint every detail. But even after all that, all that pain, all that longing, they’ll never love you back.
How could they?
They’re not even real...
