She was in love with the person he wanted to be, not who he actually was. But neither she nor he will figure that out until it’s too late, way too late.
You see, the problem wasn’t that he didn’t love her. He did…. Or at least he wanted to. She wanted him to. The problem wasn’t that he was a liar. He was honest. He wanted to be. The problem wasn’t that he was unfaithful. He was faithful. He wanted to be.
He was confused between the person he is and the person he wanted to be. And this confusion of him will kill her sometime in the future, and when the time comes she will just be another casualty in his journey of looking for himself.
Realizing the truth will surely disappoint him. After all, he’s been trying to be the person he wanted to be. But it’s her heart that will be shattered to pieces. She will realize she’s in love with a person who doesn’t exist. This man she loves is just a result of their imagination. She’s in love with the person he wants to be and she wanted him to be.
And with that, she was killing herself. Only worse. Because instead of a body, she is killing a soul.