Caveats

I'm currently experiencing a feeling I don't think I've had since 11th grade. It's somewhat hard to explain, but it has to do with the pitter pattering of the heart caused by a certain female. It's just sort of a... general uneasiness at the fact that you're not with her constantly. But not just wanting to be with her, but her wanting to be with you. Right as I type this I can feel it, right at the heart, as tacky as that sounds. I mean, I just want to go downstairs to where she's sitting on her laptop and scream "I LIKE YOU A LOT! PLEASE AGREE TO DATE ME!" Maybe not those exact words, but you get it. The problem is (the caveats, as it were) are the obvious fact that I'm in a Real World type situation over here. Social structures complicate such simple wooing. Additionally, I fear I may be treading dangerously close to the dreaded status of "Friend." Not just friend, but "Friend." During a slightly inebriated jaunt along the Thames in early January, I'm fairly certain I made it clear to her that I had aspirations on her, if you can so call it that. So, I think she's aware of that, and I do my very best to distance myself from the "Friend" label without being a creepy guy who just wants to grab some ass. Gah, it's just been so long since I've felt this way, the agony has forced me to write about it. I like spending time with her SO MUCH. But she's one of those individuals who doesn't seem to differentiate between who she likes hanging out with the most. This is so frustrating, painful, yet strangely desirable, that I need to go to bed. Wish me luck.