Crushes

Well, valentine's week just passed, and it got my hopeless romantic ass depressed. A bit jealous I'd say. Honestly, valentine's day is quite illogical for me. The only time I gave it thought was when I was in the puppy love state, yuck! I just had a crush.

And having a crush is complex.

Just like complex mathematics, a crush consists of imaginary and real elements. It's ration and also irrational sometimes. It can be positive negative.

Who knew maths was that poetic. Anyways case in point, having a crush is common; I'm no expert on the topic but having experienced a crush myself, I realized a few things.

Having a crush is quite normal, as common as ants on every other continent, Antarctica being the exception. Having a crush was the best useless thing that can happen to anyone. Crushes are pointless, it doesn't make you ready for love or perverted, it just means your biological reward system is working just as fine.

But let's just talk about it from an emotional standpoint. Having a crush might challenge your comfort zone a little. You might wanna step out a bit, just to impress or get to know your crush better. To many, their crushes are manifestations of what they like in a person or potential soulmate.

I asked a friend, to them having a crush allowed them to value and cherish people, no matter how less often they see each other. And leaving things and people behind for good. It made them emotionally soft and not jeopardize any relationship just because emotion didn't work out.

Then there's a side of young raw crush. The ones who have a crush for the first time are often clueless. Many of us feel like our crushes are out of our league and many times it's true. Crushes evolve, the type of person you'll start to like changes.

My life became a train wreck after I got a crush. But as it ended, Life became a bit different, sure I might not be that innocent me I used to be back then but now I'm able to understand and limit my dependency on that one person.

Having a crush is beautiful, it's the most enjoyable part of life. Those tingles in your heart butterflies in your stomach. Blushing face and a racing heart. A connection that's purely emotional and not calculated.

But as the illusion breaks, it feels like you feel nothing. A shattered mirror, and shards cutting deeper into the open wounds.

Crushes are sweet and scary. A rock becomes a cry baby, and that's okay. Eventually, they hurt, eventually you'll look back and say "It was silly because that was my world! I had a very small vision"

End of the day, it'll leave a mark.