Do not make the terrible mistake in believing that I have fallen for you. I haven't.
Instead, I have fallen for the idea of you. The idea of not-lonely weekend nights, and lunch dates at our favorite cafe, and movie-filled days with sarcastic commentary, and transgressions brought on by our shared mischievous nature, and warmth that radiates back and forth between our hands, and whispers of a constant thrill.
Alas, you are none of that. But if I close my eyes and pretend, you could be.
