I don't think I've ever had a real crush on anyone before you.
Most of my "crushes" are born out of boredom. I can see someone and think "they're sorta cute" and pretend to fall in love with them while my brain is drifting off from the boring algebra lesson the teacher is giving. I see someone that I know almost nothing about and paint them to be this ideal partner in my brain for an afternoon.
But you, you're different.
I had no intention of falling for you, it happened completely on it's own. I can't recall the moment I fell, but I remember hearing you say my name once and feeling my stomach do backflips, and I remember the time I saw you cry and wanted to cry myself, and I remember making you laugh and smiling that night as it replayed in my brain over and over again. The only reason I want to go to school, is because of you and your tired smiles during study hall when the teacher mispronounces your name, and the way you run your fingers through your short fluffy hair in the hallway as you wait for the bell to ring.
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Things In My Brain
Short StoryShort stories, confessions, and some of my jumbled up thoughts. Enjoy.