Hi guy that I have no chance with,

You probably don’t know who I am. You might have seen me around, but you probably don’t recognize me. How are you today? I imagine you are good, blissfully going through life without even realizing that I have a huge crush on you.

I like you, and I have no chance with you. I will see you around, we could even be what some may call acquaintances. Maybe we will pass each other on our way to the dorms or I will stand behind you in the cafeteria. You might even be in one of my classes. I’ll smile and wave and ask you how you’re doing, but I won’t tell you how often I think about you or how I imagine taking you to my favorite restaurant. The smile on the outside will conceal the blushing girl on the inside, astounded that you would even look my way.

To the guy I have absolutely no chance with, I have a few things to say.

You’re hot. You’re literally beautiful. Your face looks like it was sculpted by angels and I guess that’s part of the reason why I will never have a chance with you. You and I together would be like Zac Efron and the old woman from "Snow White." But you keep doing you. Go, grace the world with your beauty. I’m the cute, romantic version of your stalker. I’ll maybe go to the cafeteria hoping to see you,or I’ll go to the library imagining you will come sit next to me and start to study. Every time I leave my room I will make sure that my hair is in place and my eyebrows are on fleek, just in case. And on the rare occasions that I do see you, planned or not, just know that my heart stops, my stomach does a flip flop, and my subconscious screams at me to not say or do anything stupid.My friends back home probably think we’re dating. I don’t really know how they got this idea, maybe from all of the pictures of you I’ve sent to them or the countless stories I’ve told them about my meaningless encounters with you, where I merely say hello and somehow manage to make an awkward, blushing fool out of myself. Last, but not least, you need to know that though we will never date and I will never have a chance with you, I will always have the biggest, fattest, head over heels crush on you. Someday when my daughter is crying about the popular football player that doesn’t even know she exists, I will look back and remember you and laugh at the fact that I was once this way: shaking and blushing and mentally scolding myself every time I talked to you. I will remember the butterflies I got when you looked over at me, and the tingling in my stomach when you smiled at me. To the guy I have no chance with, I think I will always have a major and totally unrealistic crush on you and it’s okay for me to say this because you will never know these things — what you don’t know won’t kill you. So I thank you, my fake boyfriend, for all of the little things you do that make me think I will someday be more than just another girl. I thank you for all of the smiles, all of the laughs, all of the frat star head nods to say “Suhhh,” and everything else in between. It’s because of these things that my love for you is fueled.Finally, to the guy I have no chance with, just know that I will be here waiting, wishing on the stars, hoping that one day you will ask me out. And when that day comes, I will either pass out, die, scream, pee myself or all of the above because we all know that I have no chance with you.

Lovingly,

The girl in the corner.