This one time, I got to know a lovely human being online. It was on Tumblr. I don't know how we ended following each other. But she would make me feel certain ways through her words. We had some chats and I realized this was no ordinary person. She was special. Time passed and she added me on other social media after we got to know each other a bit. I had no idea who this person was adding me until I figured out it was her.. and damn mine eyes.. damn them.. she had the most beautiful face I've ever witnessed in my long years on Earth. Lips like heaven. Beautiful deadly yet serene eyes. A face to die for. And on top of that she had a great sense of humor, a positive view on life, and a killer taste in music. I fell in love. It was love at first friend request... literally. I could not stop thinking about her. I started dreaming about her. And we got to know each other a bit more. I was swept and knocked out of the park. Only problem? She lived an ocean and a half away from me.. and I was just some punk kid with dreams living in America. But I couldn't get her out of my mind. 2 years had passed and her name grew on me.. it was a beautiful name.. and everyday I would pronounce it in my head. She inspired me for instrumentals.. she inspired me for songs.. I wrote about her a lot.. and after speaking with her one last time and mildly flirting with her.. I didn't speak to her for a month and I left on a tour by myself and did my own thing. We didn't talk and I wondered why.. but I kept to myself.. then I realized maybe she found someone.. and I became infuriated. I thought to myself "That's it you're in too deep!" and I deleted her off all social media and blocked her. A month later she found me and asked what happened.. I responded with a long half-assed thought out cover up. "Oh I wrote you some songs and didn't want you to hear them." It was bullshit.. half bullshit.. I did write songs.. but they were so fucking good that I wouldn't think twice about releasing them even if she was on my contact lists.. they were THAT good. The reason I deleted and blocked her was because I couldn't bare thinking about her being with anyone but me.. I felt like I should belong to her and only her.. I fell in love. Reason I say this is because 3 years of knowing this person existed.. and not a day goes by in which I don't think about her.. not a day goes by. I don't visit her pages. I don't try talking to her. I just simply disappeared after confessing my half assed lie. But I'm glad I didn't confess my feelings... cause a reaction other than what I wanted would have ruined my day. And yet still.. not a day goes by in which I don't think about her. I hope she is happy, even though I wish I could be the one to make her happy.