Once upon a time something happened in my life that I didn't blog about.
Don't believe me? I know, I write more than I should to begin with.
Well there was a wonderful boy, once.
He and I, we hit it off.
No one would've guessed.
It surprised me, actually.
I was smitten, and I think he was, too.
There was a time
Where I don't think I stopped smiling,
Even in my sleep.
If I could actually fall asleep.
I was too busy thinking of him
Or staying up late talking to him.
It kept my dear roommates up,
How much I squealed about things he said.
I counted down the minutes till I got to see him again.
And when I would, I couldn't breathe a little.
Little did I know, that once I moved home, things would fade fast. I wasn't ready to let go, but I slowly did. I spent so many moments thinking about how I could change things, or what I was supposed to say when I saw him again. It took awhile for me to settle my heart, but I eventually did. I stayed super busy, and got rid of every thing that reminded me of him.
Then one day, I was minding my own business, trying to feel the Spirit while watching conference. BAM. He was in the choir. With a close-up on his face.
Never mind how he didn't ever call, never mind that he found someone else, never mind that he doesn't consider me what he once did. The rest of the session, all I could think about was how great he was, and how I was so happy with him, back in the day.
This cannot be happening to me.
I was over him.
Guess what else I found out?
He's moving to Provo this month.
I'm moving to Provo.
It's going to be interesting.