Her eyes shined like stars in the dimly lit hallway.
Her laugh, her tears, were all mine to portray.
The emotions in her eyes I could always gaze.
The love in her eyes was like the beginning of our fate.

"I wish you were real" she spoke with a sad smile on her lips.
"I wish so too", I replied back but my voice couldn't be transfixed.

For I was trapped in the pages she adored.
In the gleam of her eyes, the reflection of me brightly shone.
But in her world the longing for a love like mine always turned that shine into sorrow.
And how I wished I could reach...