I find it interesting,

My moods go swinging,

When certain characters-

Develop bonds so profound-

That the existence of one

Without the other,

Seems incomprehensible to none.

When tears start rolling

Down the cheeks at-

The instances they meet.

When you just gaze

Endlessly through the days

Staring at their eyes-

Being so compassionate,

And the jest myself-

By the fact, their existence-

Being so fictious.

With the connections

Running limitlessly deep.

From the beginning,

One starts shipping,

Even when the roles-

Remain undefined.

So contrasting, seems

The real life, when-

You're unable to acknowledge,

Not able to reciprocate.

The feelings so pure-

Thoughts lingering.

When you're at comfort,

As the person stands-

Beside- in the moments

But still, you can't

Enter that zone.

Laughing at the view,

Where at points, you-

Want some characters

To be forever, but can't bring-

Yourself to be one of those.