Crush- a Particularly Apt Description
Do you remember that crush? You know the one. The one who was completely clueless to your pining? He who cherished you- as a friend? Who asked nothing of you when you would have given him everything? The one who built a heaviness in your gut that you carried with you long after he had walked away? Do you remember his name? Of course you do. Though the butterflies and stars he summoned have long since turned to dust, he is engraved on your heart, like a carving on a tree. farm3.static.flickr.com He was a Marine. Blonde crew cut, blue eyes. And that smile. The night we met we talked for hours. He didn't kiss me or hold my hand, didn't even touch me. Didn't matter. He unknowingly reached into my chest and stroked my heart. I fell hard and fast. He had found a friend. For the next few weeks, we talked often. We were comfortable, like curling up on the couch. He told me his stories and listene...