- And loving you was like breathing underwater, so surreal, yet suffocating. (The pov of a fan Falling for her idol) _____________________________________________________ Unrequited love. That's what they called it, the silence beneath the ragging heart, the void of utter darkness. The void where she saw her death, in his arms. She was adamant, she wouldn't fall, wouldn't let him ruin her, in this silly game. but then again, she was the one to place her heart in a silver platter and offer him. And he? For him it was as insignificantas any other heart. It was his place, her heart. His commitment, her longing. It was his story and she was another side character. it was love, the kind that overflowed her veins, crushing her underneath it'd weight, ripping open her skin. Just to be seen by the one, who's eye's never looked at her. For she was his fan, another one of his admire and he was her fairytale. The person who taught her how to love.