I told the girl I liked how I felt, and while she thinks I'm great it wouldn't ever work out, but she wanted to be friends. So do you know what I did? Instead of being friends and then spending the rest of my life passively aggressively complaining about my choice, I told her we shouldn't be friends anymore, and now I'm going to MOVE THE **** ON.
That's how it's done, boys. Welcome to the world of being grown-ass men.