You: tall, handsome, talented, clever, nerdy. One of my dearest friends.
Me: awkward, silly, and emotionally unavailable, but really, really
crushing on you. I promise, I'll ask you out once I realize I'm sane enough
to be in a relayshay with you. I hope you're single then. When you see me,
please, kiss me, so I don't have to be the brave one.