I have spent the last few months fighting this. I have spent months denying it. I've been mad at you, mad at myself. I've been bitter and moody. I truly believed that I would get over you. But I can't.
I love you. I loved you then and I still loved you when I saw you tonight. I loved you as I waved to you from across the room and left because it felt like my heart would burst. You can stomp on my heart and rip it to shreds because it's yours anyway isn't it.... I love you as I sit here crying in my room, knowing that I am nothing to you, but you are everything to me.
I love you. But I also know that doesn't mean that you will ever love me back. And I now know why the past few months have been so hard on me. I've been fighting a cold hard fact that I cannot change. I love you and I always will.
Every man I meet will be compared to you. Every kiss will be measured against yours. Because you are the one my heart yearns for depite what my mind says. Don't get me wrong. There's every chance that I'll fall in love again. I'm sure I have the capacity to love someone else. It's just that I finally realised that no-one can ever replace you. And I don't want anyone to.
I was wrong. I can't not love you. That's too difficult. So instead, I will love you from a distance. And I wish you nothing but the best.