There’s this girl I know and I have unspecified feelings for them. I am not sexually attracted to them. I am aesthetically attracted to them. I don’t want it to be labeled as a romantic relationship. It’s hard to describe but I am attracted to the idea of frolicking around on hills of green, laced by a crisp morning dew. I am attracted to the idea of having tea with them and getting high. I am attracted to the idea of writing letters to them if our distance apart ever expands. I am attracted to the idea of working out disagreements and having a certain mutual cherishment.