3am thoughts; the time of the night where we are stuck between the limbo of sleep and insomnia, where the future and the past haunts us.

Love. The one feeling that moved us effortlessly.

What if... the person we love doesn't exist? It's just an imagination in our head. The impression we form, the reason we give ourselves. We see what we want, and the existence of that being just happenss to bring that love to life; but that person... is their own person, with everchanging personality, thought, and their own path and growth.

Love is a snapshot of what we thought or believe this person is to be.