It's funny how years of dreaming about a relationship hardly prepares you for dating an actual human. I feel kinda immature.
And so scared, but excited. I really hope that we start going out, and that I become a good boyfriend. I have some insecurities I need to get over, as well as a little selfishness (which I only notice now).
And I also hope that eventually we'll both be able to say "I love you" to each other without worrying about not being truthful nor about whether the other will be freaked out.

In other words, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!