Hello guys. So, some days ago I got an email asking me to talk about my crush.  I had already got some similar emails, but I personally hate talking about him. However, guess what, I'll talk about him today.
This text was written yesterday's night, and it's not the ordinary response, it's more of a letter, kinda close to a goodbye letter. I hope you like it (:
                                   
"16/07/2013

Never thought I'd be writing this letter.
I know you don't give a fuck about me. But god damn it... I do give a fuck about you. Or better said, I care about you.
For so long you were the reason to stay alive, wake up another day, just to see you smile. But at the same time, it killed me every time I realized I was never the reason for it. Oh, how I wish I could own that smile...
For so long you were the reason to stay alive, wake up another day, just to see you passing by. Since I fell for you, I can't stop watching you while you're talking to your friends, in what seems the horizon for me. And I still lose my breath when you walk close to me. However, you're still breathing well, because I'm useless to you.
For so long you were the reason to stay alive, wake up another day, just to stare at you. When you're seating there, by yourself, and you might think nobody notices you or gives a shit, I do, anyway. And I notice you're alone. And I wish I could be next to you. Yet you don't want me close to you anyways.
And it might seem I'm chasing after you during the day, but you haunt me when I'm lying in my bed at night.
I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you. I'm sorry for bothering and making you waste your time.
It's just... You are too good for me to give up so easily. Even though you've made clear your opinion towards me, it doesn't seem to harm enough. I was just expecting it.
Sorry for my lack of beauty and/or something that captivates you. I know I'm nothing special, but I'd have cared, if you'd let me to.
I just want you to know that everyone makes mistakes, and I'm the mistaken here.
I look at the clock. It's a little too late.
Never thought I'd be writing this letter to you, while my stomach aches fullof pills and my eyes drown in tears.
It's just... You closed the door, and I can't wait any longer. It's too cold in here...
And even in death, I'll keep loving you."