You're like a high school crush. The one who I can only admire and gawked from afar, never near. Where I know every nook and cranny of your dramatic "first world problem" any 17 year old could possibly have and yet chances are you didn't even know my name. My existence would  be deemed oblivious to your everyday laugh with your small group of friends, lounging around the cafe during recess. But this time around, the difference is we're both no longer in school and you're a thousand miles away from me living your dreams and here I am watching you achieve them. I could never be happier. You're like a high school crush, but we're not in high school.