Being blinded by love, was something Sam never saw himself as. And if you told him he would be now, two years ago, he’d laugh in your face.

But now, here he was, pining after his best friend; you.

Sure, he’d developed feelings and he realized that, but it had gotten progressively stronger.

And here he is, blinded by his devout, everlasting love for you, sitting on your living room couch, utterly lovesick.