She looked across the keyboard; her eyes desperatly red from all the crying she had done. How could she feel this way? She asked herself this question everyday at least.

Tears overwelmed the fourteen year old girl as she looked at the computer.

She loved him dearly. So much, that she would do anything to hug him. To get close to him and share his story.

He was famous, way at the top of the charts and where was she? At home on her computer at ten o'clock at night; bawling her eyes out.

No one understood the influence this band had on her. It was a difficult situation. If they were hurting, she was hurting too. A band as simple and delicate as big time rush has made a girl feel loved in a way no one could ever compare. Loosing a dad a young age made a scar stay. Big time Rush released the pain.

She giggled and laughed mindlessly twenty minutes before at a still from their recent episode but that out of no where it hit her. Why hadnt she met them yet?

She was devoted, yes. Inspired, indeed. It felt like precious seconds were passing her by. She could have had this oppurtunity a long time ago, to hug her idol even hero. To let them know every single thing they had helped her with.

It hurt her. What if she never got the chace to meet them? That tore her up. The thought of having the same person meet them several times and her not once.

She didnt want to sound conceeded but she was way more dedicated,

Her love was deep.

Deeper than anything she could ever think of.

They always made a JOLT of excitment rush through her body everytime a new episode aired; or when they sent out a tweet.

A longing love that made tears flood from her eyes as the band she loved was somewhere; far from her reach.

She stood still, staring at the screen. She would give them the world if she them smile and laugh more than anything in the entire world. She would love them; make sure no one gets hurt. Protect them. Make a promise that no matter what happens, shed be there to support them.

And that no matter how hard it'd get, shed be there.

Shed be there.

But this love, its totally different.

No one made her feel this way.

Feel so loved.

So needed.

So accepted.

She wanted to jump in glee when she finally got her concert tickets and what did she get? Another no.

Again.

And Again.

If only she could see their eyes in person; tell them how much she desperately craved their attention. How when she lost, they rescued her. How no matter occurred in their personal lives, she'd be there.

As a fan and a friend.

It seemed so hard to be as dedicated as her. She wasnt the type to complain. She always tried to be positive; a thing one of the bandmembers taught her. But when there was a tweet spree and she didnt get a tweet back.

She felt unappreciated.

There are so many flaws and faults with that sentence, but she couldnt help it. I cant help.

She devoted half of her life to them; only to feel like she was invisible at times.

She never felt as loved by them; feeling invisible was nearly impossible. But maybe...

Maybe she loved that band more than they loved her,

Maybe.