I don’t know why I still have little crumbs of hope that there could be an us. That fairytales exist. I still love you, terribly. I know you will ever read this but I’ll still be waiting until my heart’s all dried up. I know you never felt anything, never felt the same but I hope you’re doing well. I hope you’re fine.
I am a terrible person for hoping that I could the one for you. I want to reach you but you’re so far. I am just a nobody, you deaserve the best. It pains me every time I see you with someone. I am a very terrible person because no atter how much effort I put into forcing myself to be happy for you, I couldn’t. I loved you more than you would ever know but I think I am just holding you back. I guess I am only just a hindrance. I guess four years of waiting for you to fall is enough. I need love and pity. I hope to see you with a genuine smile painted all over your face, the one that lights up my day. I love you and may God bless you on your way to your dreams.