The Night I Spilled My Heart into Drinks

I thought I had it all figured out as a bartender. Mix drinks, chat with people, make sure everyone leaves safely. It’s my job to keep things light and casual. But last week, something happened that threw me off completely. John walked in, he's been coming here every Thursday for years now, and we’ve always chatted like old friends. Only this time, I had a crush on him. Big butterflies and everything. As soon as he sat down, my hands started shaking. I didn’t mess up his drink but I definitely put too much of everything in it to cover up my nerves. By the end of the night, we were both tipsy and laughing, and I couldn’t resist telling him how I felt about him. I’m still not sure if he got it or if he was just being polite when he said I should get home early too since we work different shifts. The next day at work, I had to mix drinks for half an hour before I could even think straight again. Did I make a fool of myself? Was it worth risking our friendship for? Only time will tell.