This is a description about someone that I used to love. No names shall be disclosed.
You were different, charming, witty, sarcastic, talented, and always made me laugh/smile with the slightest things. I tried my best to hold it in. I tried not to make it seem obvious that I was absolutely in love with you. I tried not to make it seem like I was excessive. However it looks like that miserably failed a long time ago. (LOL)
Even though the feelings weren’t mutual, I had a secret and unfortunate, empty hope.
I’m now making sense of why the feelings were never mutual, and i’m over you.
Actually i’m glad that i’m over you, so that I don’t have to deal with that cloud over my head whenever I talk to you, text you or see you in person.
I’m also glad that i’m over you, because if I wasn’t then our current situation would be extremely awkward at this point for various reasons. And even through all of that, I still think you’re a nice friend to have around.