Have you ever felt so attracted to one person so much you have no idea what to do with yourself?
This was an experience I had back when I started having crushes. For the first time in my life, I let a friend talk me into going to a disco.
While my friend was away dancing with whoever, a man walked towards me. The music faded as he approached and sat beside me. My heart jumped to my throat each time his arm brushes mine. He was beautiful, dressed in lovely colors and his baritone voice made my knees weak.
As a love song started, he stood up and I silently squealed. I thought he was going to ask me to dance, but no, he walked back to the entrance. My heart broke as I observed him go closer to a tall, slender woman.
Of course, he won’t notice me if he had someone like that. I’m probably just a teenage brat in his eyes. I felt inferior to her, but that also made me willingly swallowed the bitter pill. But he evaded her. As the woman move away, my eyes bulged and I felt relief washing over me. Well, of course, he won’t notice how nervous I was beside him and going gaga over how attractive he was. We had the same taste. My first crush was kissing another man.
As Filipinos used to say “Hay buhay”