I am not the person who is very expressive. But now I am here to express my feeling towards my crush.It wasn’t love at first sight, but there was infatuation. Every girl desires for a strikingly handsome(whatever be the definition of handsome for them) guy as her partner, so was my crush. Unlike others his handsomeness lied in his adoring smile, his randomness, his shyness and most of all his innocence. I was so infatuated by him that i couldn’t think of anyone except him.I used to get insecure when he talked to other girls thinking that someone else would make him happier than I could. I so wanted to express my feelings towards him and make him mine forever and ever, but again the fear of loosing him as my friend after my confession stopped me. I cherished each and every moment I had with him, consoling my heart. I used to read all of our conversation repeatedly just to feel special.
Slowly the closeness between us increased, we started to share our feelings, talk about our families and much more. And there came our first meet which for me was a tea date. I can’t even express how excited and happy I was that I was going to meet him alone, no one would disturb us. I had waited a long for that meet to happen and finally it happened to happen. I was very excited and nervous at the same time when I saw him walking towards me. I didn’t know what to talk about, how to initiate conversation and then he initiated. We had short conversation about us and about life along with the sip of tea.
In the midst of our talk stroke a question in my mind, “ Does my secret crush has crush on me too?” And the incertitude troubled me a lot. Did he like me the way I did? Did he feel the same for me? The optimistic mind said, “Yes, he did”. But why didn’t he confess? Was he too afraid of loosing me as I was? But the pessimistic mind said, “No, he didn’t”. Then why would he have late night conversation with me? All those questions were killing me inside. I desperately wanted to know what he felt for me. And somewhere I still want to know what he feel for me. There is still a soft corner alive for him, for my secret crush.