It's weird thinking about a person so much and know that that person is probably not thinking about you at all.
It's weird having that person haunt your dreams every night and that even by just closing your eyes you can see that person.
It's weird when every little thing reminds you of that person. And that every single song seems to be about that person.
It's weird how hearing that person's name can make your heart feel like it's about to burst out of your chest.
What's even weirder is knowing you will never have that person.
Maybe because you think you're just not good enough for that. Or you lack the courage to say these things to that person. Or simply it could just be because that person doesn't care how much you would give for, well, said person.
Isn't it all just so fucking weird how you can spend all your time loving someone that will never ever love you back?
There's nothing that can bring back that time. Not for you or I. There's not enough hope that can make up for it either, or justify it.
But still, oddly enough, some of us will continue to waste time around that person. Even if that person already has another life, with time well spent, and it isn't anywhere near you.
Some of us will still lose sleep over that person.
Some of us will still associate every song with that person.
Of course, some of us will waste every second thing about that damn person.
And that, my friend, is weird. But more importantly, that's life.