We're all aware that life is an unfair bitch, yet we seem to get our hopes up every now and then. it's like playing mind games, trying to fool and trap your own self. I've been doing that for years, I've been sweet-talking myself and making myself think that it's all going to be okay one day for years. But if it works then we let it be, because that's the only thing that's kept me going when it comes to Scarlett.

Scarlett Hemsworth, the gorgeous lady behind it all, well gorgeous is an understatement. She's a goddess, in every sense of the word. Breathtakingly beautiful, she has this aura of indefinite confidence around her, she becomes the center of attention in every room she enters without even thinking about it.

She attracts people to herself in the easiest way possible. She can be this glamorous, confident fashion diva and then my hoodie-wearing, grossly sentimental tomboy all at the same time.

And that's the problem, she might be the best thing in my life but she brings along the biggest problem too. She's my best friend but I want her to be so much more because she means so much more. it's difficult, the change from buddies to lovers, the change is difficult, or at least the possibility of it being mutual is difficult. I fell in love easily, smoothly like it was all meant to be, but if that was meant to be then I guess the concealed pain and hurt were a given too.

But I can't seem to get over it, and what's dangerous is that getting over it isn't what I want to do, I want her, I want her bad, like a drug to my addiction, she seems like the sole purpose of life and being that dependant on an unrequited love is turning very unhealthy very fast......