I wish I could rant like a jerk too. It’s one hour three days a week. He would never think of me that way. I’m pretty sure he thinks I’m weird, or worse. I know I make him uncomfortable. He avoids me as much as he can. Let him think I’m creepy, I ‘d hate it if he knew how much I was falling for him. How
I can’t even look in his eyes anymore because I know they’d give me away. Ugh I should be able to control this. He makes me turn into a total mess. I don’t want to feel this way anymore.
