I work with him and he's so sweet I enjoy his company and he makes me feel happy. Which is hard because today was a bad day for my depressive episodes. He always offers me a hand when I need to walk somewhere and he's right there when I need his help in my lane. He also has high functioning autism but that's not what I see when I look at him all I can focus on is his smile. Well my school has an age limit on prom attendees 20 and under.

He's four years older than me. End of story. *curls up into a ball crying* I just kept imagining us walking in to the gym arm and arm.. I think I'm going to go to bed now.