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