Why do I keep pining for people that don't know I exist? Or they know that I exist, but only in the most minimal way? What the heck is wrong with me that I set my heart out there? I'm a big dreamer I guess. Day dreaming about what may be, silly little fantasies with no substance and then my heart jumps in and gets a little carried away, taking the day dreams to.... well..... heart. It's so silly and I recognize that aspect, yet it happens time and again. I'm so tired of this existence. My heart only living in my day dreams. Mainly because it is painful when those day dreams meet reality and THAT is the part that I'm tired of. Being sad over someone who doesn't know I exist.