I fell for you. We worked together for 7 and a half months and half that time I was pursuing you. I thought for a while you liked me too, but I guess I was mistaken. You realized I was flirting with you and you held me at arm’s length. I finally gave in and have been trying to let go of you. Get you out of my head. Going a month without seeing you helped a lot. I thought everything would work out fine. Then last week we went to a concert together. I was so close to not going, figuring it would be best not to see you. I’m glad I did, our Dartmouth favourite was amazing. But now you’re back in my head. And you seem to be rewarding my backing off by showing renewed friendship. Even though I know you don’t like me, I can’t stop from thinking thoughts. Your kindness is breaking my resolve. You are extraordinary, and I’m a wrecking ball in a summer dress. I want us to be friends, but be patient with my struggle to let my love go. — I’m Travelling Through Space And Time, But Now My Love Must Die