(no subject)
Have you ever found yourself walking
to class, minding your own business, and just breezing over the crowds
of students with your eyes - and then you see that certain person
talking with someone else who you don't know. And just at that moment,
this upsurge of feelings completely floods your mind - feelings you
thought were dead and buried, feelings you had denied for so long,
feelings you never even knew existed. And for that brief second, you
can't think of anything else but, "It should be me with her."
It's so strange how our minds play tricks with our hearts. There's something cruel about we cease to be able to think rationally when it comes to "that person," and the most normal situations just turn into the most complicated, emotionally turbulent experiences of the day. The littlest things have the most profound effect on us - whether good or bad. We'd give anything to know what's going on in their heads, and we constantly switch between consciously crushing our hopes, and then hastily resurrecting them. And even for the jaded heart, the small glimmer of hope doesn't ever die out completely, it sticks around and affects everything from that point on.
Then you realize you've been standing in the same spot for 30 long seconds, and that person has already walked off. You attempt to snap back to reality - telling yourself you have class - and slowly your feet begin to move again. But no matter how you try to shake the thoughts in your mind, they aren't going anywhere.
It's so strange how our minds play tricks with our hearts. There's something cruel about we cease to be able to think rationally when it comes to "that person," and the most normal situations just turn into the most complicated, emotionally turbulent experiences of the day. The littlest things have the most profound effect on us - whether good or bad. We'd give anything to know what's going on in their heads, and we constantly switch between consciously crushing our hopes, and then hastily resurrecting them. And even for the jaded heart, the small glimmer of hope doesn't ever die out completely, it sticks around and affects everything from that point on.
Then you realize you've been standing in the same spot for 30 long seconds, and that person has already walked off. You attempt to snap back to reality - telling yourself you have class - and slowly your feet begin to move again. But no matter how you try to shake the thoughts in your mind, they aren't going anywhere.