Shoulda called her Susan when you had the chance.
Naw, seriously, you done good. You approached her, you tried, you didn't hem and haw.
Good on ya.
So many people never do that, and they regret it.
True story; I went to my 30th High School reunion in 2009. A guy came up to me, told me he'd liked me then. I hadn't had a clue. And when we said goodbye, I said to him that I wished he had told me, and that I had known.
And I did and I do, even though we are both happily married to other people. This is not me wanting him, 30+ years later. It's more that I wish that he could have had the courage and that we could have bolstered each other, as we were both pretty lonely teenagers, way back when. I think we could have been a comfort to each other, back in the day.
And that is what I wish for you, that you can, when you need to, talk to people, and put yourself out there, and take that risk, and know for sure.
It beats the hell outta dropping that kind of bomb on someone 30 years later.
Here's to you, Doug.