High school crushes!
There was Matt, and Byron, and Paul, and…
There were many, we can leave it at that.
Some, my friends knew about, others were embarassing and best kept to myself. Songs reminded me of them. Outfits were decided upon based in what I thought their preference would be. Awkward moments and conversations abounded.
In the end, nothing ever happened. Actually much more often than “nothing”, they would start dating one of my friends…or inquire about my sister. I am still undecided about which was worse.
How did it make me feel? You can start here for starters.