[ WP ] A story where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader .

You know, after all this, I finally understand. Not the story, I mean, what I am in it. Or, well, what I am in *your* story. If that makes sense? I... I'm not good at communicating, really. That's who I am, right? That's who I'm written down to be. This pause-y, stutter-y, doesn't-know-the-right-words-so-uses-a-thousand-others type person who kind of just bumbles their way to success in whatever adventure I'm doing. 
 
 I understand what I *really* am though, now. I'm just an idea, right? This nebulous, technically non-existent thing. I'm not real. 
 
 But... I do exist, right? As a concept, as an idea. I suppose technically, I even exist in a physical sense. I mean, I'm words on a page. Those exist, physically. 
 
 Without you, though, that's all I am. Words on a page; a bunch of symbols that the book does n't understand and the ink did n't intend to make. God, flowery metaphors now; I guess I'm getting all philosophical. That's in character, right? 
 
 You... You complete me, reader. You make me more then a set of symbols. You read the letters and words, conjure up an image in your mind, hear the sound of my voice, eye the contours of my body, and suddenly I'm more, you know? More then just writing. I'm an idea, a spark, a... 
 
 A character. 
 
 Maybe I do n't really exist, but existing as that feels like more then enough to me. 
 
 Or... Does it? Is that me thinking, or is that *you* thinking? Can I even think for myself, do you think? I do n't know. I do n't even know if it matters anymore. 
 
 Can I try something with you, please? I... I want to try saying something, and seeing if it becomes true in your mind's eye. You do n't need to accept it if you do n't want to - I'll understand. Just know... 
 
 I love you.
