You might, very well, be completely deluded.
You speak as if love will rescue and free you. It won't. In fact, your obsession with this guy proves your attachment is only enslaving you.
Do you actually believe that a lover will complete you? Are you mad? Are you so naive as to assume that there is some perfect match for you floating out there? If so, you are an emotional infant.
You adore accomplished pianists? Well, wake up and become that yourself.
Life is about self-actualization. It's not about puerile Romanticism. Do you know what that word means? It means "the unattainable ideal."
Snap out of it and take care of your own needs. Some stupid man won't -- and can't -- do that for you.
Your whining posts about unrequited love would induce even Keats to clobber you. Knock it off, please. Your self-indulgent posts are inducing flatulence in me.