Loving someone who doesn't love you back is like waiting for a ship at the airport.

Oh, no way did I love him. But I did start liking him a great deal. More than I've liked anyone in a while. I tend to go with first impressions. His was a good one. The vibes he always has around, I like them. I'm attracted to them. But, it's okay. We aren't ever going to work out. Maybe me liking him is premature. Who really knows. Maybe if I remain friends with him, something more will come of it. Again who knows. The only thing I do know is, I am alive. I'm breathing. There is a reason for that, and my one mission for the moment is to find something that makes me happy. So for now, that is what I will focus on. My happiness. With a few deep breaths, I can do this. And so can you.