It was finally said, that SS had feelings for me. How long have I waited for him to just tell me and have I refused to believe it until he did. And then when I do find out, it's said in past tense.
And I handled it nowhere near as well as I thought I would. I care so much more than I thought I would.
It's all I can think about for the past three days.
With all this thinking, and through discussing how I feel and where I stand with him. I have come to my own little conclusion, I think it'd be worth it to give us a try. And if I miss that chance to try, I might just be a little crushed.
Because being with him would come as naturally as breathing, how can't I want to be a part of that?