I swear we were infinite..

Have you ever had a feeling where you think you know someone, but in reality, you really don’t?

I think about this all the time actually. It kind of scares me. I think I know this person because we have similar interests and I feel like we could get along so well. The problem being, this person doesn’t know I exist. So how do I even think that this could work? There’s nothing that I want more than this person knowing who I am. In fact, I think we could be best of friends. I highly doubt we would ever hang out anyway because of conflicting schedules, but I think we would be perfect for each other. We have the same style, we listen to the same types of music and we have the same sense of humor.

I actually hate myself for being so caught up in one person, but I can’t help it. It’s like I’m falling in love with what I know.. but in actuality, I don’t know much. How can this even happen? It drives me crazy. It’s kind of like (500) Days of Summer: both have the same interests.. then they start hanging out.. they start dating.. then they get sick of each other.. and break up. All just because they liked the same “band”. 

Not a day goes on without thinking about him. And it’s weird how I just poured my entire heart into this post, yet he will never know that I even exist.