I'm sitting here close to tears over a man who doesn't know my feelings for him. We were not even that close, We'd talk every once in a while, we'd share a few jokes. And I slowly but surely felt myself falling in love. He could make my heart flutter just by looking at me, when he walked in the room, i swear it skipped a beat. I could never bear to tell him for fear of rejection and humiliation. So I kept quiet about it. He moved away 7 months ago. I was utterly distraught when I found out he was leaving. Not a single day goes by where I don't think of him. I thought it would get easier as time went on, but in fact, the pain seems to grow from day to day.