waiit, how does it work for you? Nobody ever tells the person they like them?
*ponders about own experience*




Oh my goodness it's true.
Love confessions are
great when you're six
(I remember when I was like four: I confessed to some like 16 year old german exchange student who was staying with us for like, a short while. Didn't work out, fam), or perhaps when you're particularly inexperienced with romance at 16
(cannot comment on due to my experience). By the time you're 26 though: conversations with someone you like
should naturally lead towards the bedroom, and there's plenty of time for as many sweet "I love you"s there as you want. Expressing interest in another human being isn't actually an earth-shaking emotional matter
if your relationship with that person isn't either A: 'abnormal' or B: 'socially impossible'. The worst that can happen in most cases is that the other person says 'yuck, no.', but more usually they'll be satisfied to reject your reasonable advances in a civilized fashion.
If you're not about to absolutely creep someone out by expressing your interest in them... then there really is no reason not to go for it! The only time for 'caution' when it comes to 'confessions' is if your relationship would be adversely affected by the expressions of affection: teacher x student, mother x daughter, father x son, a girl's best friend x but most definitely
not a lesbian.... it's one of those things that unless there's some greater reason why you 'can't' or 'shouldn't' tell a person you're interested: it's not really going to hurt anybody, so you might as well try your luck.
Both of my last two major relationships started with just talking together friendly-like, and so we grew closer. Second to last was a lovely chat and hanging out for less than 7 hours before we were in bed together doing the kinds of things people do in bed together
(never been cuddled with before? Really? No, that was not happening: cuddles are justice... I didn't actually expect it to 'degrade' into a more physical arrangement, but my god was I glad it did), and my current one we chatted online for about seven months before I got to England.... and it wasn't two hours before we were in bed together doing the kinds of things people do in bed together
(well, not counting the time I was stuck waiting in the 'these people be crazy' zone at the border, ostensibly they were looking out for my safety and such, but it really was quite silly).
Except for when I was child I've never 'confessed' my love for anyone, because my interest in almost any person has never been a secret.