I don't know you, and yet I do. I know you are a special person, I know you are someone who strives to do their best in life, someone who values all the important things like family, hard work, love, and relationships. I know you will always strive to do your best when you can. I know you care deeply for people. I know you care about right and wrong. I know you will always choose to do the right thing. Our moral values seem to sync.
I also know that the way our lives have crossed means that we can never be friends, and for this I will always grieve deeply. Why couldn't we have met under different circumstances? We love the same things - we love the outdoors, nature, we love physical activities, we could have met in so many ways. And I know that if we could have met as friends, that I would fall in love with you. I can only imagine how much our friendship could have made a difference to my life. I can only wish and exist in the periphery of your life and then one day fade away. Always on the outside, abandoned and then forgotten, as I am in everything else. I curse my fate. I curse my wretched fate.
I can only dream of possibilities and what could have beens.