"take me to the finish line"

I think that girl I like likes another guy.

Unless close friends in England habitually feed each other Malteses by hand.

Actually, considering the homoerotic jokes I hear, that's not out of the question. She's still friendly toward me, and just today she returned my copy of Good Omens and we had a nice chat about our schoolwork while I found myself staring at her eyes and the curve of her jaw.

So I am greatly attracted both intellectually and physically to this young woman, and I have said, on average, five words to her a month. I've been trying to level up my social skill, as I put it to one of my friends, over the past month or two. And just a day or two, I realized that the year is almost up and I didn't do much of anything to advance my It's Complicated with her.

And now this.

And, honestly, if she has moved on, it's my fault. I've kept the wheels spinning for an entire school year. I even considered telling her to move on. And since the guy she's interested in is also a friend, so I'm honestly happy for both of them.

It's just...

Well, it's not like she's the only girl whose interested in me. I'm an attractive, exotic intelligent man, after all. The fact that I somehow managed to screw it up with a girl who was both a good match and actually interested in me doesn't reflect badly on me at all. I can accept it, I can move on.

Man, this sucks. I'm going to have another Lucozade.