It feels pretty awesome to know how someone feels about you. Especially when the feelings are mutual. Except I don't want him to know that.
So instead I hurt him unintentionally, even though that is THE LAST thing I want.
I guess I don't want him to know because I don't want to feel vulnerable. I want to be mysterious, and intriguing. I don't want to let out any feelings I'm unsure of.
But to him I must seem like a tease.
I don't want him to know that I get excited when I see him.
I don't want him to know that I love being on the phone with him.
I don't want him to know that I find it so incredibly flattering when he thinks he's said something to offend me even when he hasn't AT ALL.
I don't want him to know how I feel because I don't even know myself. It's new and its weird.
I'm weird.