About two months ago, I looked up from my life, on a day that was no different than any other and realized (much like when you are 15) that I had a crush on someone. A total school girl, change-the-route-you-take-to-chemistry-class crush. I can’t even tell you the last time that happened to me. It was so out of the blue, and EXACTLY like high school, it knocked me off my feet.
I spent about a month obsessing over it. I spent about a week trying to do something about it. Then I spent a day…let’s call it “gathering information” (sounds less psycho that internet stalking). I spend about 10 minutes determining there was too much potential drama involved for it to be worth it.
I spent the next week or so getting the butterflies any time I might happen to cross paths (which happened a little less frequently after I stopped “accidentally” running in to him), but all the while reminding myself of the myriad of reasons I should avoid it. And I got to about 80% over it.
Then, yesterday, I looked up from my otherwise normal day, and realized (much like when I was 15) I still had this impossible crush!!! I just can’t shake it. I know it’s bad for me. I know there’s probably nothing there anyway. I just can NOT let it go! I don’t WANT to let it go. I melt! What’s a girl to do?
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