The other day, you came to the front desk and spoke to me for the first time in a couple days. I can still hear your dark, husky voice in my head. My tongue went numb and there was a metallatic taste at the tip of it. Although I was sitting, my legs had turned to jelly and my hands started to shake. When you left to go upstairs, I left like my heart had stopped and started beating again. A guy has never made me feel this way from just talking to me before. When I have a crush on a guy, it normally only last for a couple of days. But it’s strange, this feeling has been troubling me for almost a year now. I wish I had the guts to tell you in person but I know it won’t end well. You will never feel the way I feel about you. I value our friendship too much to tell you. I’ll rather torture myself and watch you eventually go off with some other girl who is prettier, and just as smart and witty as you are, and most likely shares the same passions and views as you. I know it will hurt but I know if I want you to still come around and be my friend, it has to be this way.