Weed in a Rose field

I always make sweets for him yet he never eats them. I always find them in the trash, does he think it's a nuisance? I fell in love with him because he saved me from a place that was just going to use me. When he saved me he gave me his sweater to wear. He told me it might be cold. I kept that sweater, but he doesn't know that. He gave her a sweater as well. I guess it's just twisted fate... He doesn't know that I've fallen in love with him because... he's in love with a beautiful woman. She has gorgeous blue eyes and beautiful white/silver hair. I get jealous, every time I see them together. They're like sun and moon, light and dark. Something I would never be able to be. Every time I see him, he always looks at her, I wish he'd look at me the way he does for her the gentleness in his eyes. I think I bother him, I'm in his room snooping around just for fun and because I want to get close to him but I can't, it's like I have to cross a fast flowing river. Something that angelic woman has already done. She made him sweets before, he ate them. He said they were delicious. He never tried mine before, but for her he ate every little bit. My heart was like an empty hole seeing how happy he was with someone beside me. Maybe if I leave or run away right a letter saying "I ran away never to come back" he'd come and chase after me. He'd never do such an idiotic thing like that though. I'm not a special person in his eyes. She's a rose, and I'm just a weed... I should go, I should leave before I get too worked up...