Alive dead

you are mentioned  in the last chap of the story but
you weren't that necessary the reader says
after all those years i am still confused
whom of us was the main character of the story
writer's dead
the reader sitting next to me is still figuring out the end
how could my reason to die was your raeson to live  ؟
she is so much into our story that she forgets her tea is getting cold
she is unaware of the rain striking the Windows of the cafe
now on the last page on my death scene tears are rolling down her face
her red cheeks with tears seems like sunset with rain
her green eyes are turning blue like the sea
why is she not happy that your character remained alive
why is she sad on my death
unfortunately nobody is here to tell her i was the villain
she is not supposed to cry on pain she never felt of mine
dont she know i was the villian
the only reader who cried for me
cried for the  fictionous one whose fictionous soil of fictionous grave
never even felt fictionous tears of any fictionous one of the story
and here some One from real world is crying for me
i felt alive today
someone finally knows the end
real end of our story