Darling,
I've never been good at greetings.
If I was, I would've mustered up enough courage to actually speak to you instead of admiring you from afar.
So I guess that's the reason as to why I'm writing to you instead. There's a high chance that you wont read these. And an even more higher chance that you don't even know who I am.
But that's okay that you don't know me. It's not your fault, because like I said, if I had just talked to you then maybe just maybe you would know me.
But, darling, even though you have no idea who I am, you are still everything to me.
And I guess that's the worst part to this infatuation.
It's nothing but an unrequited love.