I have met too many types of boys in my 17 years of life, here’s just to name a few of them:
One would be the celebrity, OMG I’m going to idolize him and imagine a 25 year old in Hollywood as my future husband...no. I know many girls do and I can understand they’re good looking, but why waste your desires on the impossible.
Then there’s the “I’ll talk to you alone, but not when I’m around anyone else” I mean am I not good enough to exist wholly in this world. You may think you’re being nice to me, but I can see the ignorance. You don’t really know who I am, and I’m pretty sure you’re not about to find out.
It’s not even possible to just have a guy friend! Either he thinks that you like him (but you don’t) and he runs in the opposite direction or he likes you a lot, but you just want to be his friend and he doesn’t really like that idea.
And there’s the saddest one of all, the one that barely talks to you, but for some reason you are utterly in love with him. When you are around him you can’t stop looking at him, your voice gets caught in your throat, and the butterflies flap vigorously in your stomach.
The best feeling, I think, is when you don’t have a crush at all. Then you can just be yourself anywhere and everywhere and you can focus on the more important aspects in your life. No day dreams, no longing, and it feels amazing.
Yes I’m 17, I look at couples and envy them, but sometimes I say to myself, “You are free girl! Live your life and have fun with your girlfriends before it’s too late. Before you have to work, before you have children, before you have to grow up...”
