The one that got away…
I’ve been away for way too long. I’ll do a quick post update on everything tomorrow when I’m done clearing the result of hoarding art materials for 4 years. Well, I think I need to vent my inner complexes out on cyber space and hope that a revelation hits me while typing in an almost zen reflective state. Or at least until I get annoyed with my contacts enough. ( Crying with big eye contacts, makes them feel horrible)
Nope nothing bad happened. Just the opposite really. I literally fried my brains by pressing the phone to my skull the whole day minus toilet breaks and miscellaneous errands. An almost déjà vu-esque scene from my feverishly in-love 13 year old self. And then doing a really bad attempt at appearing magnanimous when he tells me he’s meeting another girl ( head over heels infatuated with him) for a while when she pops by the library opposite his house. But, only to have my insecurities erased when he calls me 20 mins after leaving his house saying he’s on the way home.
And then the skype sessions that seem to last for minutes but in reality has gone on for hours. Oh. He sang on a guitar and I swear I disintegrated into a puddle of mushy goo. And then I felt that blockage in my throat. I’m so so smitten with this younger guy.( OK, he’s only a year younger but I’ve always been a tad particular about age differences. ) But, I can’t start a relationship with him or can I? I am leaving this year. And I’m not too keen on a LDR. But, you know that gut feeling that you can’t let this one go? Yep, I have it.
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