It's so difficult liking someone. You overanalyze every little thing they do, and you tend to assume the worst all the time. One day they could make you feel so special, and the next you wonder if they have feelings for you at all. You mind is enthralled with them, and you have all of these things you're urging to tell them but you can't find the courage and you don't think they will feel the same way. Its like your whole life revolves around then in every way possible, your mood, how your days goes, and everything else.
