If only it was that simple.
I’ve liked the same guy since October of my freshman year. As much as I hate admitting it, I think I’ve liked him since the day I met him. Before I even so much as talked to him, I was totally distracted by everything going on around me. I had a weird feeling. I felt like something good was going to happen. Like something in my life would change.
And in some crazy way, I was right.