Friends would be a really great beginning.

I hope I'm not just dreaming.

It would suck to wake up and realize he's never felt anything for me. Ever.

I'm stupid. I should have figured out that I had these feelings a long time ago.

I can just see it now....
Twenty years from now I will still be pining for him because I'm too chicken shit to put myself out there. I don't care for having my heart ripped out of my chest by anyone. Especially him.

Rejection freaks me out.