Predicament

I never thought I'd develop any sort of thought about you before.
NEVER thought I'd end up going to sleep thinking about you.
I never realized how close we were.
I never thought anything of it.

This is quite the dilemna. I could never be anything to you, nor could I ever value you more than what we mutually feel.

But of course, minds like to think for themselves, and that doesn't help too much.
I'm thinking the word of the week is "infatuation".
I hope? *awkward face*