... and he would use my body as the graveyard of his haunting desires feel at peace (at least for a while?) and he was humble enough to learn how to communicate with me create moments together feel the magic and as soon as he thought that he cracked the code - the language we created together died out but he kept using it He was no longer talking to me but to the hypothetical construct of me in his mind but I did replied to his need to communicate with ? and used the language we created together It had become a remember when language now and then we died.... I exist outside his mind now ...  there is a difference between wanting to be understood and wanting to be known