When you ask what's going on in my love life, do you really expect me to say that everything's great? Or are you just asking to make sure I'm still in love with you? Because, yeah, I'm still in love with you. You know, I wish I could make it all go away, blink and forget you. But I can't. You're the first person I think of when I wake, and the last when I fall asleep. You're the one I think about when I'm drunk. Or just happy. Or really sad. You're the one I wish I would see more often. You're the one I miss. And all of this. All of this isn't going away. Not today, not tomorrow, maybe never. Unrequited love is the worst. It's not like it didn't work out. No, it just didn't happen and you're just left here wondering: would it have been good? How happy could we have been? So, it's not going away. You're not going away. You're always here, in the back of my mind, and every time I envision something new, you come back with fierce.
I hope you change your mind someday. I hope I'll matter to you someday. Like you matter to me right now. And I hope that when you do, I'll still be waiting for you.