In January, I realized I cared deeply for you. My days were sad and confusing, but your messages made it better. Talking to you made my day more bearable and made me feel more humane.
I tried to ignore my feelings because I promised myself not to get attached to anyone. But you were different. You stuck around for months when others couldn't stand me for days.
I worried you'd get tired of me, which is why I mustered up facades to show I didn't feel anything more than platonic feelings, whereas my heart was always in turmoil. So, I kept to myself, but I knew if I kept my follow on, you'd definitely check on me.
It's strange how I felt so strongly for you, someone I met in a virtual game.
Only my diary entries know how deep my heart yearned for you.
