Hi! I just wanna tell you that I wasted 4 years loving you. They say it's not love. But fuck what they say. I am the one feeling the damn thing in my chest 24 hours a day and 7 days a week. You're out of my league, I know that; they know that; everyone knows that. But I'm glad that I'm over you. It hurts watching you from a far, it hurts seeing you with another girl; day in and day out, it hurts to know I'm not even a speck of something to you. But I'm glad I'm over you. I'm no longer holding my hopes up for an 'us' because I'm just setting my self up for another heart break if I do. You don't even know, but I've had to mend a shattered heart more than once, I had to move on at least 3 times a year but I always end up stalking you, watching you, loving you.
But I am happy that you became an invisible part of me. You will always be the one who got away without even knowing it. You will always be my non-Romeo and I'll always be the hopeless Juliet. Despite the heart aches, you will always, always be the guy I'm going to be crushing on forever. By some type of twisted fate and someday we will finally meet and really be introduced, I hope we can build something special and nice. I may be moving on for the last time (and I promise this will be the last), but you will always own a major part of me. So for once, I'll let someone else know that I loved you deeply. And now, good bye my not lover.
See you maybe someday.