Today seems to be a good day. Walking outside. Feeling the breeze go through my face. Feeling happy. I graduated from high school in May. I am scared of growing up. I have to break my bubble and go out there. I want to see the world! Well not literary. I want to go to places. Meet new people. But I also want to focus in college. I want to succeed. I want to be someone with a job and a nice home. I do not want to fall behind. But look forward to the future. In high school I did not think about any of these thoughts. I would go to school every day talk to my friends and complain about my classes. Even though I loved every class I had in high school. I would talk about my crush walking by.
Crush:
an intense but usually short-lived infatuation.
My definition of a crush is that you like the person but you never know if you could be with that person. Because in the end your heart will be broken, crushed into pieces. How do you know if he is the one? The one you will stay with forever. To be in love. To only think of that one person. To be fully committed to that one person. I think the key is to wait for that one person. To have patience because that special someone will find you. Does anyone agree with me? Disagree? I would love to know your opinion.
