Even after a few nights after the incident, I wake up multiple times in the night, drowsy as a koala, but still, unable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my overcharged brain, running around like a convict high on cocaine. Dave has feelings for me. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do with this information, even. Even if Dave feels something for me doesn't mean I can just go up to him and propose. A person can have feelings for two people at once. That does not conclude anything. Somehow, this makes me uncomfortable on a different level. I kind of hope that I had not stumble upon this until I absolutely had to.
The way I have treated Dave in the past couple of weeks, which is now coming back to me, has been horrible. I have gotten drunk more than I can remember, and I have said horrible things to him, and he, because he is such an angel, has not replied to anything. And now I can't even blame it on him not caring, because now I know that he does.
