I'm thinking that I like you a lot, but its kinda weird.
Do you like me or not, I thought it was kinda clear you did?
But they way you treat me doesn't make me feel so sure.
I'm predicting that I never have deep feelings for you
I'm afraid of getting hurt, of being embarrassed.
I think I'll tell you that when I see whats going on.
It's only been awhile, it's okay.
Calm down, Kathleen.