There’s a door on her forehead. He opens it and walks ahead until he reaches a portal called mind. He expresses his love but he is being ridiculed for that. He realizes that expression is just not enough. So, to impress, he presents his entirety like a true showman does. He is swept away in disdain. He learns that his constant presence works against him. But he couldn’t just go away as well. So, he crawls resolutely through the portal and reaches the other end, which looks like a nice lounge to settle into. Now that he is at the back of her mind, he knows he will not be realized. He has to endure this, but only until he ceases to exist.