Well… that was short-lived.
I find that love, and especially crushes are weird. People do things they normally wouldn’t dream
about… Crazy, amazing, remarkable things that in hindsight make you question
sanity. They jump into things feet-first
and without looking. And when things don’t
work out, it’s the end of the world… No, actually, it’s worse. Even the end of
the world would be preferable.
There’s a terrifying vulnerability that accompanies such
things, and, yet, it’s also a blindfold --It’s so difficult to see the dangers
that come with love. And the worst part
is that you have so little control over it.
Against your will, you give a shard of your soul to someone, who likely
never asked for nor wanted it, but it feels so good to do so.
However, then, you’re completely at their mercy.
There are few things in the world more wonderful, and more frightening,
than a crush.
