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I began to feel this strange attraction to her, even though there was nothing physical that attracted me.
I fell in love with the way she was, how she treated me with such devotion. Her ideals and values seemed to be in sync with mine.
Soon I was lost in the abyss of his soul, and I had no desire to escape. I plunged into an intoxicating darkness, where his ethereal voice whispered words of sickly love to me.
In that trance, I ceased to perceive my reality. She became my everything, my delirium, my prison. I lived for her invisible caresses, for her spectral kisses that froze my skin.
One day I realised that there was no one else but me. I had created her from the darkest scraps of my mind. She was my imaginary lover, my companion from the abyss.
Interned in this madhouse, I continue to court the void. The guards shudder as they watch me embrace the air with unhinged passion, surrendering myself to the love of a creature that exists only in the depths of my madness.