electric buck shot

I love you like a mango…

Hmmmm. Infatuation in its purest and most unembellished form is quite the feeling. In all honesty, I haven’t felt this type of “crush” in a long time, at least in my time being a so-called mature adult. There are the girls in the world with their usual banter of whatnots, and I am jaded with all of it. Then this atypical PYT comes along, shakes up everything I thought I knew about ladies, and makes me feel as though, “maybe those ‘perfect’ girls that I look for actually exist.” Is it that I’m making too big of a deal about it? Possibly. Is it maybe because there’s a legitimate reason behind thinking this? Possibly so. But when it comes down to it, why do I feel as though I have a chance but not at the same time. I’m normally not the type to be pessimistic about things, I’m more or less realistic. But when it comes to matters of the heart and that of the beautiful creatures Big Guns upstairs placed as a gift to all of humankind, my cup is definitely half empty, if it’s not empty already. 

Simply, this is a FAT crush and I kind of like it a lot. Is anything gonna come out of this? I don’t see a definite ending to it that’s for sure, but who wouldn’t want some type of storybook ending to happen with them every now and then. I feel as though that isn’t too much to ask for.

I leave the reader with moving pictures outlining and summarizing just what I feel.

It’s very weird to listen to these songs and find yourself putting them on repeat because they are exactly how you feel.