He doesn't even know i'm alive.

being in love with someone who doesn't even know you exist isn't the worst thing in the world. in fact, it's quite the opposite. almost like passing in a term paper that you know sucked, but having that period of time where you haven't gotten your grade back yet, that kind of exhale whre you haven't been rejected, although you pretty much know how it's going to turn out. when it came to you, i wanted to wait as long as possible for that paper to come back. but waiting until you've just died is, well, maybe waiting a little too long.. or maybe not.