To tell you the truth, I know what it's like. I know how you feel, I have been in your shoes.

I see her with such a bright and kind personality. She loves to help out in the small orphanages and she always brings gifts for the kids. She's absolutely stunning as if she were one of the Greek goddesses back then. She always seems to calm me down, even when she's not with me. I always dream of having her beside me, just seeing her makes my day and I don't know what it is about her but she just makes me happy. Yet she's not real.

Every day when I'm alone and too preoccupied with my work, I imagine her sitting there looking at me, trying to distract me from the things I should be doing. She looks at me with a pout on her face, just wanting my attention. I just laugh at her cute face then after I stop whatever it is that I'm doing just to give her attention because she deserves it. I smile at her and pull her closer to me but when I look again she isn't there. She never was cause she's not real.

Every day I go on a walk I imagine her beside me telling me all about the dream that she had the night before. She looks up and sees the sky then tells me all about her dream to fly. Wanting to be somewhere new and I just smile cause I know, she's happy. I smile because even if she's not where she needs to be she's happy with me. Then I'm being brought back to reality and I'm actually just walking by myself. She was never there and I was talking to myself cause she's not real.

Every time I'm making a meal, I imagine her coming up from behind me and wrapping her arms around my waist. I would chuckle and turn around to face her. I'd kiss her before lifting her up on the counter. I'd continue cooking while she'd talk to me about what she did during the day and I'd shut her up by letting her taste the food. Then she'd fix the table as I finish cooking but once I sit down, I see the table empty. She wasn't here, she wasn't real.

Every night before going to sleep I see her beside me cuddled up by my side holding me close. Some nights she would ask me to sing her a song and I'd wait until her breaths are leveled then go to sleep myself. Other times she was too tired to even change herself so I'd do it for her. I would hold her close too scared to let her go but every day I wake up she was never there and I'm alone. The bed feels empty without her because she was never real.

There would be times when I'd see her upset and it would always kill me inside. I know she isn't real but if she is I would still love her and nothing in the world could ever stop me from loving her. I would never try and fix her when's she's broken especially if she doesn't want to be fixed. I would hold her when she cries and not say a word when she tries to resist. I hate seeing her like this, so broken, but she's the love of my life. I would never let her go.

So yes, I know what It feels like. I know how it seems to love someone so deeply to a point that you'd do anything for them because I would do anything for her but, to be honest, I don't know who she is. I know how it feels to yearn for someone that isn't even there, how it feels to miss them when we have yet to meet. I miss her so much that it's hard for me to breathe without her and it seems impossible because I don't know her.

I hope to meet her one day soon and I hope to be the reason she smiles every day. I just hope she misses me too without even knowing who I am or if I am real as well.