Crush at First Sight
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Last published Thu, Mar 20, 2014
Have you experience having a crush on someone whom you had just met? Being attracted to him physically since he’s the cutest guy in the group? Acting jumpy when he just patted you in the shoulder and approached you all of a sudden and out of the blue asked you a question like you two know each other already? Feeling so giddy when he was able to smile at you when you looked at him straight in the eyes? Experiencing that your heart is on your throat when he started to have a conversation with you? Fantasizing the butterflies in your stomach doing crazy somersaults when he cracked a joke and you both laughed at it? Being aware of the goose bumps on your skin when you saw from your peripheral vision the glances and glimpses he makes? Missing him when he was out of your gaze? Well, in my case, I am and I experienced all that in just ONE day.
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