I don't believe in crushes anymore. And not because I'm bitter or jaded or don't believe in magic...Simply because a crush at this point in my life seems like an absolutely ridiculous waste of energy and time. Not very romantic of me, I know. And to be honest, it makes me just a little bit sad. I loved having someone to look forward to putting my lipstick on for just so I can not talk to him because I would be too nervous. The unreasonable, inexplicable giddiness and that little flip my stomach would do when a crush rounds a corner and you see him unexpectedly. The flutter in my heart that would happen when he would look me in the eye and talk to me when there was really nothing more to say.
But I'm closing the book on all of that. It's time I grow up and keep my crushing for the men who are actually giving me a good reason to like them, instead of wasting energy and time on boys who- bottom line- are never gonna do anything about it. I'm not saying I can control the flush (read: full body sweat) when someone I might crush on is near, but there will be no more of this idle chat about someone I'm not dating, there will be no laying down the red carpet for him, no more invitations to events or dinner parties. A crush will get NONE of this. All my efforts, attention, and excitement is hereby reserved for a man who is man enough to ACTUALLY ask me out. Once I have good reason to like him, because he first liked me, THEN, let the crushing begin!