like p3: confession
like or love. at the present love is a strong word that i think should be reserved for a time where it is reciprocated...and that is just where i want to start. like.
rewind to I think three years ago. my crush began at some point in 2006, i suppose. when i was on my way to handle regular afternoon tasks during my longest open spot in my schedule, i was walking down the hall and there he was. my heart just gave one big thud in my chest like a runner who took off from the finish line and began to sprint headlong. my stomach flipped and just as he turned his gaze in my direction, i realized i'd slowed my walking pace and I'm gawking at this guy. *snap* I come out of my trance, stole another glance by respectfully saying, "hello" as i passed him by. he cooly replied in kind and i went about my way. i shook it off then, but following that day i would fumble and screw up my words around him and always seemingly feel light-headed around him. looking him in his eyes was dangerous because i thought i'd fall in them. yes, i liked him and still do to this day. in hindsight i continually denied the fact up until i recently shared my feelings with him.
...i was in denial that i had a crush on him for basically 3 years.
this is my confession.
