You know that time…
…when you can’t get a good night sleep; when your mind wanders during your morning workout; when your stomach is too full of butterflies to even consider eating breakfast?
…when you smile to yourself in the mirror putting on mascara; when you painstakingly pick out the perfect “casual cool girl” outfit.
…when the hug is a little tighter and a little closer; when you hope your un-born children inherit his dimples; when those butterflies flip flop again and again when he double checks that your finger isn’t infected (it’s not).
That look. Those eyes. The smile (g’damn, those dimples).
you guuuuuys! I tried so hard to kick the habit (the habit, of course, is being a little too in love with a certain someone who’d like to just be pals). I went cold turkey for months. I was on vacation, he was working, I was spending a lot of time in Toronto and Mississauga and the Lake, he was working, I was busy with Relay, he was working, and then, the stars aligned and we met for a late morning catch up earlier this week (ps: late morning “dates” are code for “we’re just friends”).
And the l-o-v-e came flooding back.
Damn. Crush still on.