After ten years and some, I still have this huge crush on him. No, no. He's not the guy I've been ranting about from the previous blogs. He's the other guy. The other guy I've been nuts about but never been in love with.
I feel compelled to write about him. He's a big part of my crazy life, without his knowledge, of course, and I so badly want to tell the story about it. But not now.
It would take plenty of time to tell his part in my twisted life. Time that I don't have right now. But soon, I will.
It's just that, right now, at 2:46 am, I find myself smiling at the thought of him. I find it very comforting to find something consistent amidst all the changes I'm afraid I'm facing right now. Just the thought of him makes me smile. One look at his photo makes me feel gooey inside. In a very crazy way, he keeps me sane. And the best part is, he doesn't have the tiniest idea.
I gotta stop now. If I don't stop, I'll be telling the long tale of how he came to be my knight in shining armor. When I find the time, I'd indulge myself with remembering all those laughable, if not pathetic, moments I had with him, and share it with the world wide web.
For the meantime, I need to sleep. I wish I'd dream of him. :)
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