I met you early on in my healing process and fell for you during it. I met you too early and now I am left even more confused and broken. I dont hate you for meeting me I actually love you, alot but I met you at the wrong time maybe if I had met you later we possibly could have been something. I draw for you even when I don't feel very motivated to do so. I try to cheer you up as best as I can but I realized it was breaking me to do so. I understand you dont realize what is happening but hopefully you'll understand soon. I was going to confess my love for you January 1st 2021 but I don't know if I'll make it that far. My thoughts are clouded with doubt that you feel the same way. I love you but I doubt you could ever love me
