But I can't tell you because you'd be weirded out and it kills me. I just want to tell you I love you and I love everything about you. I love the way you talk, the way you observe, the way you explain things, or even just the way you exist. You're good at observing so you probably already know I have a crush on you, and you probably don't think of me the same way, and that's okay. I just wish I could get over it, especially since I'm not right for you.
