the double-edged sword
Can anything be more depressing than having a crush? Well, yes, of course. Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful that that's what I have to be depressed about. But can I just have a moment here?
That moment of silent eye contact gives such butterflies in the stomach. Oh, butterflies. That exciting and terrifying sensation that reminds you that, praise God, you can feel! But then comes the desire. You want that person. But you don't know that they want you. And your history sways the odds against you. Mix that with some sad love songs and too much time on your hands, and you become quite the party pooper! Ugh, "crush" is just the perfect word, isn't it?
Well, at least I'm eating less.
The humidity feels like its rising. Its almost suffocating. I think it's going to pour soon. I'd like to go out into the middle of the street and bathe in nature's shower.
That moment of silent eye contact gives such butterflies in the stomach. Oh, butterflies. That exciting and terrifying sensation that reminds you that, praise God, you can feel! But then comes the desire. You want that person. But you don't know that they want you. And your history sways the odds against you. Mix that with some sad love songs and too much time on your hands, and you become quite the party pooper! Ugh, "crush" is just the perfect word, isn't it?
Well, at least I'm eating less.
The humidity feels like its rising. Its almost suffocating. I think it's going to pour soon. I'd like to go out into the middle of the street and bathe in nature's shower.