<human>: Provide a brief overview of the text.

Of course. Life couldn't possibly work the way you want it to. But maybe that's okay.

So basically, there's this guy I've liked for almost a year and a half. Yeah, long time to like someone and NEVER SAY A WORD to them about it. But it's no record, by any means. But tonight I finally got to hang out with him, one on one, just the two of us. And it was great. I mean, I'm stoked that I'm actually getting to know this guy as a decent friend rather than the creepy weird stalking kind of tactics I'm used to seeing employed by friends and such. He and I are actually friends. It's pretty sweet. Sure, I'll probably get stuck in the friend zone with him, but heck, he'd make an amazing friend! He *does* make an amazing friend. I'm lucky.

Only downside is I really wanted *him* to be the one to initiate this sort of thing. Instead it was my idea to hang out. I asked him. Not a huge deal, but I had always hoped that in these situations, the guy would initiate things, even just casually hanging out. Well, I was wrong. I should have known, this guy doesn't initiate *anything*. But he's fantastic, nonetheless. And I don't think I'll mind actually asking him to hang out because he seemed to really enjoy tonight, and I think he'd appreciate having another friend to chill with. So I think I'm okay with how everything worked out.

This is completely odd though. I've never been this okay with any relationship with any guy ever before, and this is barely a friendship. Wow.....I don't know what this means...maybe nothing.
<bot>: Might be stuck in the friend zone with a guy I've liked since forever, but I think I'm okay with it, because...I don't know why.