I promise, I'll know.

You give good hugs.

You make me laugh.

I know you're intelligent and I know you're a nice guy.

I love the clothes you wear though perhaps not the excess of skinny jeans but I guess they suit you (or I'm used to it).

I've wanted to kiss you since a 21st over a year ago. 

I've liked you since a night of Xbox that got me sick but it was worth it.

One of these days I really hope I can muster up the courage to just see what it's like. 

Admittedly, I'm half-scared it'll end horrifically and bye-bye to anything more and I think maybe that's holding me back but if I never try I'll never know. 

One day, I'll know.