First off, I don't know if this is something that should be said, or if I should even post this, or if this is even the best place for this, but I've had this feeling for a while now and don't know what to do or if I should just let it go. Before I begin, I'll give some back story. I'm a student PTA (physical therapist assistant, for those who don't know), and for the past semester, I've been completely smitten with the boy that sits across from me in class. He's handsome, smart, funny, kind, he's got a gorgeous beard, he's 2 years younger than me (normally I wouldn't be interested in younger guys, I just tend to prefer older, but there's just something about him). For privacy reasons, I'll call John. Like I said, john sits across from me every day, and most often it's hard for me to take my eyes off him. Occasionally, I'll look and catch him looking at me, but he quickly diverts his gaze. And more often than not, he catches me looking, and I divert mine. We became Facebook friends earlier in the semester as did most of the class, so I constantly see him posting stuff and I feel like I have to resist the temptation to like everything he posts. He and I haven't had much interaction in class, mostly because he sits with his group on the opposite side of the room, and I'm usually sitting alone in my side. But when we do interact, I feel so self-conscious that I'm afraid to do anything that attracts attention towards me. Plus, I'm the kind of person that was born without the ability to be graceful. I'll try to do something and something might crash to the floor and then all eyes look at me. For those who like the Meyers-Briggs personality types, I'm an INFJ so that could explain a lot. Anyway, John and I are rarely paired together, and on last Monday, we were learning about therapeutic massage, and for the first part of the class I was paired with this girl and she and I both hate massages, so we both were very gentle with each other, she doesn't like massages because she's ticklish and I don't like them because they're painful to me. After we finished that, we went to lunch, and when we returned from lunch, our teacher told us that we had to switch partners, and that we'd be giving our partners a 15 minute massage. Well, everyone had scrambled for a partner, and John was in a group of 3. I didn't have a partner because it's hard for me to ask for help. But someone noticed that I was partner-less and called John over. So with feelings of both chagrin and happiness, we were partnered together. I offered to give the massage first, and he took his shirt off and tried to keep my eyes away while he climbed onto the mat. I covered him up just to his waist, and the lights were turned off, the only light was from the projector. I rubbed some of the massage cream into my hands to warm it up, and began the massage. He had the most beautiful back, mostly smooth, with a few tufts of hair here and there, and this nice firm muscles all up and down his back. There was something about the feel of his skin under my hands, I don't even know if I can describe it. It felt so comfortable, so natural, I wouldn't have minded massaging him all day if I could've... And then, before the 15 minutes was up, he suggested we go ahead and switch. I'm not gonna lie, I felt a bit heartbroken by that, I wanted to keep touching him, to feel his warm soft skin beneath my hands. I also didn't want to be massaged by him, due to the fact that I'm a bit chubby and guard myself a lot, I try not to let anyone ever see me without a shirt on. While he's also a bit chubby, he's a weight lifter, so he has muscle under his chub and it's the cutest thing ever lol, he carries this manly aura about him, like he's not afraid to do what needs to be done. Anyway, so luckily for me it was dark, so I took off my shirt and quickly laid down on the mat. I was afraid that he was gonna hurt me (he's a pretty strong guy, and I'm already sensitive to massages). But once he started to touch me, he was so gentle, so smooth with his motions, his hands felt warm, and I felt so good. If anyone else would've done that to me, I'd have been so tense. It felt so amazing, his hands on me. It's been three days since that happened, and I can still feel him. What's worse is this has only deepened my crush on him, and I can't stop thinking about him. No one in class knows I'm into him (I'm actually bi, but tend to lean more towards men), and I hide it pretty well. The worst part about this whole crush is that he has a girlfriend that he's been with since high school. He doesn't talk about her often, but I can tell he really loves her. I don't want to do anything to come between him and her, I want him to be happy first and foremost. Even if that means he never knows how I feel about him. It's just that no one has ever touched me in a way that felt the way he touched me, and I'm afraid that we'll go separate ways once school is over, and I'll never feel him again. I want him to be happy, but I'd also like to be the one to make him happy. I've also heard from another classmate that he told them that I remind him of his brother (I actually get that all the time, and I'm never sure if I should be flattered or what, cause it's kinda depressing when you're hearing it from your crush...). Maybe I should just let it go, and enjoy what interactions we may have... I'd really appreciate anyone's thoughts on this, any opinions or advice would also be appreciated.









