back in high school I met a guy who was hanging out with a friend of mine, I thought he was her boyfriend because they were always hanging out together, turns out they were brother and sister (silly me). When i finally work up the courage to talk with him I find out we have the same name, and life gos on until one day, I realise Ive fallen in love with him. For a long time I keep it a secret until finally I tell him, he says that he isnt interested but that he cares about me very much and if he ever was, I would be the first to know, so i had to keep my feelings to myself from that day on, knowing i could only ever be his friend, but that was'nt enough, my heart ached when i thought about him, I wanted him to love me back. It didnt help when I learned that he was going to move away to be with the person he did care about, I was the one who told him to follow his heart...

It also didnt help when he told me he was going to propose and then, as a joke, he showed me the ring, except he did it like he was proposing to me, I remember falling out of my chair...

He's gone now, he didnt even finish high school with me and the rest of our friends, his love mattered more, and they were out of sight, out of mind for a long time, until I heard he might be coming back. Long story short, he didnt, but in that time, my heart pounded, I didnt know what I would do.

So thats my story, I dreampt about him last night after watching one of our favorite movies, I can't stop thinking about him, I thought I had moved on, but one look at his picture, his face, and my heart is aching all over again, I realised I'll love him forever, but he'll never love me. If only that was my only problem, but it's not, its just the tip of the iceberg...