The liking of a young person comes in a somewhat absurd way, just like a friend said that you are kind to people, very romantic, and a boy who will protect his girlfriend among roses and thorns. I like you uncontrollably, but it seems that I met you first.
Yes, memory is the worst match for this kind of feeling, especially for a person like me who has low self-esteem and narcissism. Memory is like a ropeway, but when I reach the end, I can't remember the way I came from. I started piecing together, I started filling in, and I even started to fear that everything was just my imagination.
Just treat it as a fantasy, treat my specious "memory" as a "fact" that has become the truth, and then tell those secret thoughts - for example, I have liked you for almost 12 years.
Intention: Live happier, live hard, and run wildly thinking about the distance