All the Doors are open

I love you. I desire you. I can't have you.

That's okay. I accepted it. I don't really control my feelings... I will have to deal with it myself. Somehow... I will stop blaming myself. I may be the dumbest people in the world right now, however, all the doors will remain open until these feelings decide to go away on their own. As long as the doors are open, everyone have the freedom to leave - but also have enough freedom to come in and stay. Be my guest, Love. I love you. And just because you don't love me back, I don't have to hate myself for that. I don't have to force myself to anything. You make me happy. So what? Let me be.

Even if everything here is just a silly dream and i'm sleeping on reality.