Please, just... do something. It would mean so much to me if you would just notice me more, if you could, at the very least, just talk to me just for the sake of wanting to talk to me, because you like me. Why can't you like me more? Why can't you like me the way I like you? Care about me the way I deeply care about you?

I sit here on my own, crying. Over you. Over the fact that I can never have you. Over the fact that I might never have anyone that I love. That I might end up old and alone.

If I could have you, just for a day, it would make it all so much more meaningful. It would give me hope, I need that hope. Just give me some fucking hope, I need it so fucking sorely.

I wish you could just call me. I wish you could come over. I wish I could hug you. I wish I could kiss you. I wish I could look at you all day. I wish I could run my fingers through your hair.

Most of all, I wish I could call you mine and tell you I'm in love with you.

I NEED YOU SO MUCH, AND I CAN NEVER HAVE YOU! WHY THE FUCK? WHY WHY WHY WHY WAS I FUCKING BORN WITH THIS FUCKING CURSE? I fucking hate this shit, it's not fucking fair. It's fucking miserable, and I would change it in a fucking second. Pride? What a FUCKING joke.