“I think I’m love with him” – Have you ever caught yourself dreaming after a casual afternoon with a boy? Where even though the actual moment was underwhelming, your head seems to overplay each and every microscopic detail of the encounter. From the kiss to the hair to the fingers sliding across your waist. Snap out of it, I tell myself right away. Snap out of it this second! It started out with you being as nonchalant as him, with you not really worried that he was with another girl the previous day or that you were with another boy.
You’re craving the moment again, or you’re just bored and distracted and your mind is wandering places, working with an alternate, more-than-real reality. It started off with his face coming just close enough to make your skin rise, and your tummy doing multiple back flips as you struggled to finish the sentence you’d started. He was just another boy, with charm in his every move perhaps, and in a distant city perhaps. Your head knew it was but a one time affair, with your heart willfully staying out of it.
You knew it was for kicks, for momentary delight as you continue other days with your mind focused on the things that actually matter. So this is me, penning down my feelings, in an attempt to stop daydreaming about the boy in the distance, to get a grip of my very non-mono self and to get back to work!!!
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