i was in love once. and i got hurt. badly. if you kick a dog enough times, it'll start to think it did something wrong. i haven't dated in more than a year because i feel no one could ever love me. anytime i meet someone, i'll tell myself that it won't work before anything can happen. after all, you can't get disappointed if you expect nothing. then i met her. we go out for drinks one night. to a baseball game on another. her friend asks her why we're not together. she says, 'i can't, i work with him. besides i'm already seeing someone.' her friend says, 'but i've never seen you laugh this much with the other guy.' we go to a broadway musical. we go out for drinks again. she tells me she thought she was happy with the other guy, but not so much anymore. that she usually dates more outgoing guys like me. there's no way she could possibly be interested in me. she's 32. i'm 24. we work in the same office. she's already dating someone else. yet, i can't stop thinking about her. i'm a nervous wreck around her, yet i constantly want to be around her. when she smiles or laughs at something i say, i feel the knot in my stomach getting tighter. shit, i think i'm in love. we have dinner plans this weekend. i think i should say something, but i know i'm only going to get hurt. someone please talk me out of it.