There he was, standing before me wearing a white polo shirt and blue jeans. My heart fluttered and jumped and somersaulted, and fluttered again.
‘NO! SLOW YOUR ROLL LADY! STOP!’, Brain screamed at me.
‘I KNOW!’ I screamed back…
‘I know’… barely a whisper I found myself saying while literally shaking my head as if that would help to banish the beautiful thoughts of him floating in my head.
And then he looked at me and smiled and my heart went crazy with the fluttering, jumping, and somersaulting!
Oooooo! That smile!
That smile makes me want to give him the whole world and…
‘What did you say?’, he asked
‘Oh, nothing! I was just muttering to myself, I replied but what I really wanted to say is, ‘I’ve got a terrible crush on you!’ and what I really wanted to do was put my arms around his waist and hold on to him for dear life and stand on tiptoe, look into his eyes and lean forward and…
‘STOP’!, Brain screamed at me again.
Sigh…
You see, it’s nothing sexual, what I feel for him. The thing is, when I am around him I feel a certain kind of…. calmness? Or is it peace? I don’t know. We barely talk when we are together, but I just want to bask in his aura. I want to curl up in his arms, inhale the freshness of his body as he holds me in a tight embrace and lean forward and…
‘STOP! STOP! STOP’! Brain screamed at me again.
‘OK, OK, OK’! Give me a break Brain.
Sigh… He always does smell fresh though…
I don’t even think he likes me that way.
The other day he referred to me as ‘ma’am’.
Ma’am!!
Damn. What a low blow!