At first I thought, poor you. I felt a small amount of pity towards your sad fate. I was quite thankful that you took what happened with a handful of salt, or at least I thought you did. If I had my way with things I would make it so that no friend, acquaintance nor enemy of mine will ever have to get zero sum.
And then you breathed life into your world of made-believe, we would have been fooled. Creating a girl modeled after some anime character. Your perfect flawless girl. But she is a lie. You have created an image of somebody to fill in the gaping hole in your heart. Your heart leaks, not tears, but dreams. Dreams that should stay in boxes. That should never involuntarily come alive. You have created a monster.
Now I think, poor her. She is now an instrument of deceit, and I feel a small amount of pity towards her sad fate. She is neither dead or alive, and we all think it would be better had she been dead.
Your rainbow girl does not belong here. Let her go. It's time to let go.
