she falls apart

I really, really wish I could tell him how I feel. I also really, really want to know how he feels. But I’m afraid. Afraid of rejection. Afraid I’m not the one. I can’t believe it. It’s been six weeks. Getting close to seven. And I’m still head over heels. What’s wrong with me? I have to get a grip. I’ve never liked a guy for this long before. This is getting unhealthy. I just want him to know. But I can’t… I’m such a wuss. Man. I wonder if he feels the same…