I don't understand why he still crosses my mind. I'm how many miles away? I'm how many months without seeing him? Talking to him? I just wish that stupid little piece of hope would go away. I just need to realize that nothing is going to happen. Part of me just wishes that one day he will realize what's been right in front of him for so long. I'd love him. I'd care for him. I'd be there for him. I would be his everything. And I would be happy. I AM happy. But I'd glow. Because I would be in love. With the one person that I've trusted for so long. Maybe one day he will end up waking up and realizing that we should be together. Maybe he's scared to realize how great it would be. Maybe one day I will end up waking up and realize that it wouldn't work. It couldn't work. He doesn't feel the same. I'm here. He's there. I've got a whole college life to live. I just wish I could share it with him. Je t'aimais, je t'aime, et je t'aimerais.