I thought I was not crushing on this kinda-a-friend-of-mine anymore, but I still can’t stop thinking about them and for the past three nights I’ve dreamed of them – us talking, us connecting, us almost kissing. We both are dating other people (and I love my so) and I rationally don’t want to do anything but bond with them, it’s just that my head is infatuated as hell and I feel awful for it. At the same time this secret feeling is the only thing that has thrilled me in a long time. F****** hell.
