The Good Ones Are Never Single

There’s this girl who comes into the place I work. She’s got a boyfriend with whom I’m sort of friendly, and whose dad I’m on pretty friendly terms. So I try not to flirt with her, and I kind of dull my personality down. But we talk for a while every time she comes in.

The girl is amazing. She’s gorgeous, funny, smart and she just exudes warmth. I’ve never met another person where conversation just flows so naturally. I’ve liked this girl for over two years now… and I sort of refuse to make any sort of move or express any sort of interest; even though she does little things that make me think she likes me. In fact, I swear the girl likes me. I’m just kind of a hopeless tool.