Our Fictional Characters
I never once thought about what heartbreak was. The only pain i’d endured was being in love with those from television and books. I thought that was bad enough knowing that i’d never be able to hold them or repay them for being the only ones there for me when I wanted to die. The characters who held me up when I was weak, kept me laughing when I was sad and kept me dreaming when there was no hope. I spent thousands of wishes asking for them to rescue me, rescue me from reality and to take me with them. I dreamed thousands of dreams of when they arrived. In some they’d be stood waiting in my garden in the middle of the night beckoning me down, some times they’d burst into a crowded room where I sat crying inside, and ask only for me other times, they’d quite simply walk into my room and hold me till I fell asleep. I could never tell whether I was dreaming or whether I was imagaining it it didnt matter either way, because those nights, when i fell asleep safe in the arms of someone I knew cared about me were the moments i lived for They truly made me feel like i wasn’t alone.
Some may say that it is not love but a childish infatuation. You can’t love someone you’ve never met.
But you can.
Because although they are not physically real, they’re alive in your mind. To some people they are the most important people in the world for the simple fact that those characters have been there for them through everything. That morning you got rejected. That day you got replaced. That night when you thought you’d finally lost it.
They were still there,
and you are so grateful you cant help but wonder where you’d be without them.
They’ll never be able to come and rescue you. They’ll never be waiting in your garden ready to take you away or holding you as you sleep but there’s always that hope that they will which drags us on through another day of reality. We live for them, because they are the ones we know are there for us,
and that is love no one will tell me otherwise.
E.H.
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