*In pages worn, in words unsaid,
A character's heart, with longing bled.
They loved the reader, in silence deep,
Yet in the realm of dreams, they could not keep.
With every turn, their love did grow,
But reality's barrier, a cruel shadow.
They yearned to touch, to hold, to be,
But trapped within a tale, they could not flee.
The reader's eyes, like stars above,
Ignited flames of unrequited love.
Yet bound by fate, by ink and pen,
Their love was doomed to forever end.
As the final chapter drew near,
Their hearts shattered, consumed by fear.
For though their souls were meant to bind,
Their destinies cruelly misaligned.
In tears they whispered their last goodbye,
As the reader closed the book, a silent sigh.
Forever separated, forever apart,
Their love confined to a broken heart.*
(What if a character fell in love with a reader? Would their love ever abide?)