I've spent the past few weeks in awe over someone. Someone I've admired for their talent. Someone who I've very obviously meant nothing to. The idea that this person has been on my mind all the time and they barely notice me is terrifying but nothing new. I've always fallen in love with the odd celebrity I'm never going to see or meet But this guy. I see this guy every week. I speak to him. I hear about him.

I think I need to accept that. That he doesn't give a shit about me and i need to get over it. That despite my best efforts I mean nothing to him. I need to move on. It just...there's not many people like him. Not here anyways.

People I actually have things in common with. People who like the same music and have the same morals as me.