Letters to crushes II.
Hipster,
I know you’re a closed shop, but I keep hoping and hoping you’ll fall for me. I think that can happen. I’ve been told I smell good. I think I can be pretty funny sometimes. I genuinely care about you. I like to think I’m not annoying.
But, it all just comes right back to the fact that you’re not open for business.
maybe you just need the right set of keys.
Boy I rode by on my bike last night,
When you said “hello” to me, I smiled and thought to myself, “how strange it is that this is the first time a pedestrian has ever spoke to me while I was in motion, and how great is it that it’s a cute boy?”
Then I blinked and realized my legs had kept moving and the wheel had kept spinning and I was 10 feet past you.
I should have stopped thinking, stopped pedaling, and said hello, too. I’m sorry for being rude.
Girl that rode by you on her bike last night
Dear you,
You don’t know who I am, and I’m pretty sure you don’t even notice me, but it doesn’t change the fact that I… Well, I kinda like you. I’ve seen you around but I’ve never had the courage to introduce myself, which is my fault, because who knows, we could have been good friends by now. I don’t know you very well, but I can see from where I stand that you’re different, and that’s a good thing. And if we ever do meet, and you turn out to be the exact opposite, I will always have this memory of you frozen in my heart:
Being perfect, being the first and last thing I think about everyday, and being the man of my dreams.
Why write this? because I know that things could only go 2 ways: either I never find the guts to even introduce myself to you and this just ends up to be one of those silly school girl crushes that I forget, or, by some miracle, we end up meeting, be together, and this is one of the crazy stories I tell you of how I wrote a blog about how much I liked you before you even realized that I’ve been the girl you’ve been looking for.
