This is dedicated to anyone who's ever had feelings for someone they know is out of their league. Even if you're not in love. I needed to write something sad, so here's what happened. I hope you like it!


I'm usually not this dramatic. Ha, correction- I'm never this dramatic. Especially not about some boy. Especially not about some famous super-star celebrity type of boy.

Never this dramatic until now.

Because I would never say I'm in love with him.

Not out loud.

Because I know there's millions of other girls swooning and crying over him all the time. I know he appreciates them. But I also know none of them will ever stand out to him. And the sad thing is that I'm no exception to that rule. There's nothing that separates me from them. And nothing ever will. I'm no different from anyone else. No matter how much I wish I was.

Even if I'm subtle about it, and even though no one knows how I truly feel, I'm absolutely no different, and I don't stand a chance.

...

You might know that I have a crush. You might know I'm a fan. But what you know won't scratch the surface of the truth.

You don't know how sad loving him makes me. The more I love him, the deeper I bury myself in something awful. I know he'll never love me, I know there's a more than likely chance of him being oblivious to my existence. The problem is that I can't stop loving him. It's not in my ability. It's natural for my body and mind, and I don't know how to turn it off.

So you might have thought that giving me the chance to meet him was the best thing you could've done for me, but you have no idea how wrong you were. And even if I had thought in the beginning that it was a great idea, I was wrong, too.

Dead wrong.

Because yes, he was sweet. Yes, he was handsome. Yes, he was gracious. Yes, he was modest. Yes, he was charming. Yes, he was endearing.

And yes, my only small, feeble hope was completely destroyed.

I knew there was no way I could stand out to his heart. I knew he wouldn't fall head over heels in love with me the second he laid eyes on me.

But I had hoped. I had hoped a small, feeble hope. And that was my biggest mistake.

Because seeing him up close andshaking hands with himhad buried me deeper into that pit of awfulness. Seeing him and knowing that every good thing anyone had ever said about him was true was overwhelming.

But knowing that I wasn't good enough crushed me. Knowing that I was no different from the rest destroyed any hope I'd been harboring. Even if I'd known it wasn't a good idea in the first place.

And this is why I don't say it out loud. This is why I don't openly obsess about him. Even keeping it to myself causes heartbreak. What would happen if I told you?

You'd laugh at me and say it happens to everyone. Or maybe you'd be sympathetic and say you understand. You'd probably lie to my face.

But this does happen to everyone. And I'm no different from anyone else. No matter how much I wish I was.


Yeah, that's not my best piece if work, but it's alright. I had Caitlyn and Nate in mind while writing this, but you can imagine anyone you want.I took a typical celebrity crush and mixed in a lot of serious. And if you now completely hate me for this depressing thing, I'm sorry. I just enjoy writing depressing things sometimes. Tonight was just one of those nights. :) Please review!