This is my unsent message to you, a message I know you'll never see, but one that I need to let out regardless. First of all, I want to apologize. I'm sorry for feeling this way about you, for liking you all this time, and for letting my heart grow fond of you in ways I never intended. I didn't plan for this to happen; I never meant to let these feelings take root so deeply. I told myself over and over again that I should stop, that I should move on, but the harder I try to let go, the more my feelings for you seem to grow stronger, louder, and more unshakable than ever.
I know, deep down, that I'm not the person you think of when you imagine love or happiness. You probably already have someone else in your heart, someone who lights up your world the way you light up mine. I will never be that person for you. I've come to accept this truth, even if it shatters me every time I think about it. It's not your fault; it's just the way life is. And yet, I can't seem to stop admiring you, even from afar, where the distance between us feels like a thousand miles that I'll never cross.
Every day, you fill my world with butterflies, even though you don't know it. Every glance, every smile, every word from you is a gift I treasure, even when it wasn't meant for me. You bring color to my days and meaning to my nights, and I can't thank you enough for simply existing. You make the world feel a little less heavy, and for that, I will always be grateful.
I wish for nothing but the best for you. I hope you find joy so deep it fills every corner of your heart, and success so vast it reaches every dream you've ever dared to dream. I hope you find love that makes you feel cherished in ways I never could, and I hope that love brings you peace and comfort, always. And if, on some days, you ever feel like nobody is proud of you, please know that you're wrong. Because here I am—someone who will always be proud of you, someone who will always cheer you on from the sidelines, even if you never notice.
It's okay if you don't return this feeling. I've never expected you to. I will support you quietly, in my own little way, for as long as this feeling lingers in my heart—and even long after it fades. I don't know how long it will take, or if it will ever fully disappear, but I know that because of you, I've come to understand something precious: the feeling of falling in love.
It's painful, yes. But it's also beautiful, and I'll always hold onto that, just as I'll always hold onto the memory of you. Thank you, truly, for showing me what it feels like to care for someone so deeply. Thank you for being you.