Dear Diary,
Although I know it'll never be, that doesn't mean it doesn't still hurt, I know my crush on him is hopeless. My heart aches for him. I don't know when I'll see him, or even if I'll see him again. But with the cruel ways the world works, I definitely will again, but we're not close like I wish we were. He most likely doesn't even know my name. I'm hopelessly infatuated by him. That's all this is and must remain, infatuation. For nothing can be done even if the universe did so much as to allow him to feel the same, as he is too old for me. So just like Romeo and Juliet, it'd be forbidden, that is if love even existed between us. Only in my story, although he may be my Romeo, he is not aware he is as such. He is oblivious to my feelings, as I am to his thoughts. But oh how I wish I could read his mind sometimes. How I wish I could know what goes on in his mind when he sees me, looks at me. How I wish I knew if he thought of me at night as I do him. But I will never know. I'll never know who he truly is, will I? The universe will continue to push us apart, but also closer, as with each step closer to him I take, the further I must distance myself emotionally, in avoidance of battling with my own feelings.
-Love
Minho
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A/N: Weakkkk- I don't know where tf this story is going tbh. I think im just gonna turn it into a short story with short chapters. Kinda poetic but also tragic, yk? Imma make em like lil diary entries lol.
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