So, for five years I've liked this
guy but have never had the balls to tell anyone cause I was
too proud/nervous/scared/ashamed/gutless/selfish, take your
pick.
For FIVE YEARS! It got to
the point that I was convinced I was in love with the guy. I mean, that's pretty
extreme seeing as I'm only fifteen.
Anyway, this secret crush
goes on and on, until I realise I havent actually spoken to or seen
him in ages, and I finally fall out of love.
Then, only
yesterday, I was chatting with a mate and we
were talking about guys we thought were hot, one thing led to
another and this
guy was all of
a sudden the topic of conversation!
The horrible part is, I
could finally confess to her that I crushed on this guy for an
insane amount of time (not giving any specifics) and she goes -
hey! I've got his number! Here you go, I'll send it to you
and you better text him! Otherwise I'll do it myself. In fact,
I spoke to him just the other day, he's a good guy, real sweet.
There you go, sent it!
!!!!!!!!!!! Can you believe
that ! Five years without any hope of contact, just the fantasies
in my head and the first time I tell anyone how much I like this guy, she not
only knows him, knows what he's
turned out
to be, but promises me
contact with him, regardless of whether it's me or her that
starts the convo!
Damn it.