The Knight is Rusting

There's nothing like a hot, intelligent, kind man/woman to make you feel like a pathetic loser. I know you don't like me. At least not in that way I like you. It has become obvious from the fact that you never try to contact me. Don't send me kind words, don't like my photos, don't flirt back at me if you don't want me. I want to tell you how I feel, I want to know if you might actually like me. But you're a good person and I'd rather have you as a friend down the road than never at all. Why did you have to be from out of town? You are the most desirable person I've ever met. I'm not much of a flirt but I'm sure I could have seduced you of given the chance. You make me want to be sexy. I wonder if you know how everyone looks at you? You're so beautiful I bet they all secretly think the same things I do. In a way I think we're alike, we only want what we can't have. Is that why you don't want me? That's okay I guess. Maybe this is my punishment for being so cold hearted. It only seems fair that I know how it feels. Hope you're well.