It's all so complicated...how do I get over her?

I apologize in advance because I know already that this will turn into a huge, long ramble-y mess of emotions and confusion.

Okay, I'm seventeen and I am still figuring things out, I am still discovering things about myself, I am still not sure who I am exactly, but I have just recently come to terms with the fact that I am most likely gay. I'd had a lot of suspicions as I entered middle school and high school, considering the idea but mostly just ignoring it because I am from such a conservative area. As I am getting closer to heading off to college, though, I am more and more so getting comfortable with it and I hope it only gets better. For myself, at least...if that makes sense.

I've been poking around the site for awhile, trying to figure some things out for myself, but I feel like my situation is such a ridiculous/lame one, I had to post something for myself and, hopefully, get at least -some- positive reassurance that I'm not a total goober. Or at least someone to tell me that I am, in fact, a total goober and I should give it up already.

There's this girl. Woman. Definitely, definitely a woman. She's absolutely beautiful. She's athletic, a nationally acclaimed yoga instructor, an award winning modern dance choreographer, the definition of a modern day, old school style b-girl. Toned, muscular, flexible, lean. Naturally tan with freckles all over, the most adorable dimples, big brown eyes that catch your attention no matter what she's saying. She's got a sexy, low, raspy voice and a biting sense of humor. She makes me laugh and has the most contagious cackle I have ever heard. She's hardcore and headstrong, she knows how to get what she wants and I love that. She loves watching movies and quoting them at inappropriate times, just like I do. We have a friendly relationship, we make jokes and chill out. She calls me beautiful, a word I never have had anyone use to describe me before her. She seems to make an extra effort to put her hands on my shoulders or wink at me when we're talking in a group, we always seem to have little moments, as if we're the only two people in the room. I love spending time with her and I am absolutely smitten. I can't stop thinking about her. She's her own kind of lady. She makes me feel special.

Trouble is...she's twice my age.

I feel like that nullifies everything I feel for her. It makes me feel stupid for feeling all the things I wish she felt for me, all the things she could never feel for a dorky seventeen year old. Is it just an extreme adoration? Is it love or romance at all? Is it just puppy love that I should just put behind me? Am I absolutely ridiculous for even putting so much thought into this? I don't know what to do, I don't know how to stop feeling this way, how to get it behind me, how to put it past me and just let us be "friends". I catch my self staring and daydreaming and hoping more than I care to admit. It's been going on for such a long time, I couldn't even tell you when it all began. I've had crushes before, I've been hurt and let down and rejected before but I haven't ever felt "this way" before. I feel like ...I love her, or, at least, something like it and I really just want it to stop.

How do I get over her?