Forever They Will Be Secrets To Me

I'm not sure if I really do like you. I know you like me, but we are friends. I guess you really attract me lately, and we talk about some random things. Do I like you? You give me a bundle of confusion in me, and I don't know how it'll turn out. You know I've never kissed anyone for my own personal sake, but out of my own conscience I wish for you to kiss me. Why make me confused with emotions I've never felt before, yet aware of what I'm feeling?