Fake Mate has always been there.
People under any light becoming sculptures, changing the way they look constantly. Even their personalities get faced with a change under any “light”.
If we were to talk about seeing the essence of all these constantly changing “light catchers”, we would never succeed, which would be totally a shallow relationship getting built up.
The birthdays celebrated alone, pubs or coffeehouses that have been visited with my only self were the flashbacks I had while walking in the path of making “Fake Mates”. At least quite a time was spent together with Fake Mates till they faded away. Fake Mates found and gave me the best light with no excess wandering time and passed away without hurting anyone else other than themselves.
Anatomical proportions of the “Mates” doesn't belong to what can be seen in the surroundings. As I had no luck finding my “Mates” in the living animal kingdom, had to search for them in another race which I have never seen before and had no past with.
Each mate is unique and doesn't exist any more. It was the that-has-been there I have photographed but killed as soon as I had a satisfying “relationship” with them.