Not to be

Oh other, my unrequited lover i have come upon an epiphany today. While my eyes looked through the posted scrollso n spidery webs i saw you yourself had writ' words into the thin fibers. Upon reading said words my other i was hit with it, like a slap. I realized, oh keeper of my unknown love, we would never be...
Distance
         is the driviing stake, which only now will be a problem.
Instead of minutes, there will be hours, schools, blockades that i alone will bear.
And oh my other you will not remember me, you simply will sing between lovers while i read about it from scrolls. Our love, truly is not meant to be. I will weep for it my other, while you, oblivious...live on.