So my Senior Prom is this year, 2 tickets costs $30, I don’t have a date… Then again, Minecraft costs less than $30… Is this the kind of logic that makes me the lonely bastard that everyone thinks I am?

I spent 4 years of my life in a daze thinking, dreaming, hoping, longing, yearning, going out of my way, distracting myself, staring, gazing, idolizing, running wild with what could have been. She couldn’t have been more gentle with crushing my dreams, I’d like to thank her for that. If I had done something, maybe everything would have been what I wanted. Maybe there’s a reality in which we are together, this isn’t that reality. The damn that was my hope, now a flood of sadness and regret surging through what little I had to think of her. I have no idea how long it will take, all I know is that I won’t soon forget who she is and what I never said. I’ll always see that face and the dreams that it sparked.