Feelings
I need to sort out my feelings, and with these 15 minutes given to me a strange stroke of fortune, I will proceed to do so here.
Ok. *deep breath* Here we go.
I like this guy.
That’s always where the problem starts. A guy. Its always a guy, or in my case, THE guy. I wouldn’t go as far to say that I am in love with this guy, but I like him a lot. Even to think about him on a consistent basis and worry about what he’s doing, how he’s doing and things like. Seeing him makes me happy. Touching him makes me happy. Just being in the same room with him makes me content.
The thing is that I’m not sure where to go with this. What should I do?
I;m still not sure if the feelings I have are the ones that are fit for a relationship of any kind. For all I know, I could be making these things up. What if it’s just a minor crush and I’m just overreacting? What is a crush anyhow? It’s something like an infatuation, isn’t it? But I don’t think this is the case; I care too much for it be a crush. Or maybe it is a crush and all this thought is for nothing.
We’re good friends, or so I like to think. I like to believe that he’s told me many things that other people never bothered to ask or care about. I know his habits, well some of them at least, and can generally predict his reactions to things.
The thing is that he’s nice to EVERYONE. Yeah, you and every other person on the face of this planet. No matter what happens, he’s unfailing nice, kind and caring. He’s the kind of person that is extremely difficult to hate, even for short periods of time. Just one guilty look from him, and you’ve forgiven him already.
Maybe it’s his charisma and presence that attracted me to him in the first place.
I don’t understand what is going on. I don’t know if the way he treats me is like the way he treats his other friends. Because really, what kind of friend would tuck you in for nap, buy spontaneous gifts for, trade songs with, give a massage to, trust to be in the room while you’re gone or taking shower, never asking her to leave and always asking her to stay, play with her hair, touch back to back, drag your hand over her leg like a caress, put your hand over her hand, play silly games with…it seems like he thinks of me more than a friend but less that someone you would have a relationship with.
Oh, and did I mentioned he likes this girl who is not named Jessica and does not go to UCLA, and compared dating to hanging out using ME as an example.
STOP CONFUSING ME DAMNIT. I HATE THAT. BE CLEAR IN YOUR INTENTIONS.
I also find that I can talk to him about anything. And I do, spouting out random things all the time.
Don’t be just nice. Be real.
Please.

