I have a serious case of a crush, again.
I figured you're way our of my league. Young, hot, sporty, hung. And you even have the same first name that one of my past crushes have. It was like a dream come true to catch up with you. You're gentle, you're tender, you're sensational. I can see myself falling for you instantly. I like you a lot, I told you. It's just that, you probably don't feel the same.
The thing is I couldn't get over this fact. I started dreaming of you, I still masturbate thinking of you, I tried to remember the cold and soft touch of you, I struggled whether to talk to you or not when I see you online (not that it matters now as you started to ignore my messages). I have butterflies thinking of you, even now, the painful sort of butterflies. I know I should be grateful for what we (more like I) had, which is one hook up, and move on.
It's not like I haven't gone for rebounds, I have. But it's just not the same (I know). This is by no means meant to be, and I will grow out of it eventually. Meanwhile, make me suffer.
I hope I'd be able to move on after posting this.
