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For some reason, I decided to wait until Valentine's Night to tell her.

I walked over to my desk, my phone lying flat on it. All I had to do was talk to her and say a few words. But even when I thought about speaking in front of her, my legs wobbled a little.

It could be just like a normal conversation, but yet it felt impossible to do. This was a new feeling; a unique feeling that was unlike any I had ever experienced.

It was then when she texted me asking me what I wanted to talk to her about.

How did she know?

Then I read the incoming text. Dana. Of course she told her.

I decided to let it all out, and for a second, I thought I had a chance, but that was quickly tossed out along with my emotions.

"I really like you as a really great friend. We've been friends for so long, and I don't ruin that," she explained.

Ruin?!

She explained everything in one long, deadly text. Each word I read made me sicker and sicker. I really wanted this to work.

In the end, she referred back to the main idea: the friendship wouldn't be ruined.

After some awkward texting, I finally set my phone down and took in the weight of the moment...and the weight of my heart as well.

Why does this feel so weird? It shouldn't be different than any other crush.

But it was different. Even then I could feel it. This was the beginning of something more.

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