I'm rarely ever sad when I'm around him because he's always talking about something and it takes my mind off of things I was worrying about. Our friendship has always sort of revolved around one of us following the other around like a duckling- before high school he followed me, and now I follow him.

у всех все одинаково. мы все одинаковые.

Ever since last year I've developed this horrid/wonderful aching crush on him and that just makes my "festering wound of emotion" even worse. Before I told him about those new feelings I was absolutely frantic, afraid of what might happen if I did, but what might never happen if I didn't. When I finally did it gushed out of my mouth like a broken faucet but at the same time I didn't get to say everything I wanted to. He had this hilarious look of confusion the whole time, but when I was finished he told me it was fine. It was an enormous relief that he didn't reject me or become awkward with me after that. We're not together or anything but he tolerates my mother hen behavior towards him, even knowing the motives behind it. He's not a very romantic or sexual person. I wouldn't mind that at first if we entered a relationship, though. I'd like to think I could crack him out of that shell eventually.

я не понимаю