He existed somewhere she could always reach him yet could never feel him. A place where they could exist yet never be real. Where they could share every moment yet never be a part of it. A world for two. Him and her.
She saw him in perfection, without a flaw. The best friend. The perfect lover. Every action, word and feeling. He was her shelter. Her shield. Her protector. The hands that guarded her heart. The voice that gave her words. The arms that held her when she was going to fall. The shoulder burdened by her tears. The other half that made her whole. He was everything, but real. The phantom lover of her dreams. Yet she would chase him through worlds, because without him she'd be lost. Exposed. Defenseless. There would be nothing there to hold her heart as the pieces fell apart. No words to say. No arms to keep her on her feet and nothing to catch her tears. She'd be incomplete, because even though he didn't exist in her world he was more real to her then the reality she lived. <3
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