Fight For Animals

Prologue- The Dream

The sunset was beautiful on the beach. It was the end of another day. I saw the blues and the purples and the oranges and it was in a beautiful pattern. The best part was that he was there, Matthew. Matthew Smith. I sat on the cool sand listening vaguely to the sounds of the waves crashing at the shoreline. Matthew, and his amazing silhouette was the beside me, with his arm around me to keep warm. I sighed in happiness when he leaned in, and kissed my forehead.
"I love you." He whispered in my ear.
"I love you." I said. Snuggling closer.
We sat there for what felt like forever, but who knew what time was, I was enjoying myself with the love of my life, the beautiful, tall, blonde hair, big ears, blueish eyes, just perfect.
Then I realized that the sun never moved. Something wasn't right.
The next thing I knew I was staring at the ceiling of my room, sweating, with a slight hurting pain in my chest. Why did I have dreams like this? I never understood why I continued to show affection for him all this time, when it was never returned; not even for the slightest second. My mind starting wandering.
I remembered the day I started liking him, in fifth grade. I was texting him on Helen, one of my best friend's phone. Even then I had known he never liked me. Why did I like him? It is a question I've always asked myself ever since then.
At first he didn't know, it was just my close friends with the knowledge that scares me so much. Then, one of my friends told him. That day was terrible, especially since I am extremely timid, and embarrassing because he was extremely popular.
I could only imagine him thinking, "Lily likes me?! Good luck!" Yeah, I never got that luck.
To this day, my only wishes are to be able to tell him this:
Matthew, I don't hate you. I hate loving you. If I had a choice, I would've never loved you in the first place. I'm sorry.
I felt I tear roll down my face. Wow I'm a mess. I thought, sobbing.