I’ve decided… that I need to move on. Is that ridiculously crazy, or am I trippin’? You started us out, as just people who, didn’t care for each other and never thought will. But then, I got to know you. I started listening to you, I started talking to you, I started blushing with you. And, I know that it’s not your fault that you don’t feel the same way, but it’s your fault that you… you pursue other girls that are already taken, or are not interested. You told me you liked me before… I almost fainted. I told you that I liked you before, you couldn’t hear me. But… do I have the willpower to stop all this?