I want to be your friend, but its hard for me, and the fact that I feel I'm trying so hard makes me feel desparate, so I keep it to myself. However, I need to get this off my chest, and until I know where I stand in your circle I just won't know how to act. You make me nervous, but in a good way. Every conversation we have feels like a new life is being breathed into me, and gods, is it intoxicating. I can't meet your gaze when we stand next to each other, because when our eyes lock, even for an instant. I can't focus, and I have to turn away or else I get overwhelmed. I think it's because I'm insecure about my features, and the thought of a potential friend seeing my perceived flaws so clearly is frankly embarrassing. But gods, I could listen to you talk all day long. I want to hear all of your thoughts and opinions, piecing together the patterns until I know you better than anyone else. And how I wish you felt the same way, but until then I'll settle for being just another coworker