So, I'm an Idiot

I always do this thing where I start really liking a guy, then I tell him and run like hell for fear that this information will kill whatever friendship we have. I've done it again. And hiding like the scaredy-cat I am. It's got my stomach quivering and my heart racing. I feel sick. I'm terrified. I don't know why I do this. I'm panicking like crazy. I feel nauseous. Even the sea breeze isn't calming me down. That's unusual. For some reason it feels worse this time.