I finally decided that I'll end this nonsense.
No doubt each time I'll see you, there'll always be a part of me that's still crushing.
I don't think I can do anything about that.
But for the first time, I saw you and I didn't feel anything, or maybe it's just me wanting to believe that.
I admit that I still have a crush on your brother.
You have this friendly aura around you while he is just stay-away-from me.
I don't know what I feel anymore.
Don't ask me.
I'll just have to deal with it and may I find someone who will accept me.
5.11.14
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Crush
Short StoryCrush (verb or noun) 1. deform, pulverize, or force inwards by compressing forcefully. 2. violently subdue (opposition or a rebellion). 3. a crowd of people pressed closely together. 4. a brief but intense infatuation for someon...