The wondrous thing about crushes is the hope that they bring. The spark of excitement that flutters inside you when you receive a look, a tilt of the head, or a quirky little smile from your crush. I love that. How all of the sudden the world can seem okay because someone else is merely looking at you. It’s also funny how feelings can be misinterpreted. 
Take for instance, an old ‘crush’ of mine. Everyone has this one, right? My teacher. He taught band and choir, had a beautiful tenor voice despite his 6′6″ frame, and was genuinely kind. He also had some cRaZy stories from his college days, which gave me hope for the current generation of boys that I was surrounded by…after all, if a guy like him used to do that sort of stuff and still turned into the Man that he was, it could happen for any of them. Why is it that we develop ‘crushes’ on these impossible people? I mean, obviously nothing would ever happen with my music teacher. Married. Much older. Married. So that’s when I started to think about it… no, this wasn’t a crush. This was simply respect. Profound respect. Admiration and Lust are very different things, but, as teenagers, it’s pretty easy to mix the two up. My hope is that, preferably with my next crush, but really…in the end; I find the ‘crush’ and eventually the ‘relationship’ with a person for whom I can really lose myself in the confusion between Respect and Love. What could be better than that?
current topic for submission
"Most inexplicable fling (or crush)"
and coming soon...
our next topic:
"regrets"
big or small-- i used to be convinced i didn't have any regrets, but when i really thought about it, i realized that i do-- and they're not what i ever would have imagined-- what're yours? start thinking about it, so you can send me your story! i'll post the deadline soon -- xo m.m.