Hello Fellow Bloggers,
Today I was inspired to write about love. I think the best
part of falling in love is the moment when you realize you have those feelings.
It doesn’t even need to develop into love but the feeling of being attracted to
someone. The scenario that always comes to mind is from teen fiction. You’re
walking out of your class and you see the guy that makes your heart skip a
beat. He sometimes will stop and talk but you wish that he will stop every day
and talk, maybe walk you to your class. As time passes you start walking with
each other for more and more time but whenever you get to class you want to say
something about liking him but you’re afraid it might mess things up. You both hesitate
to hug before he makes his way back to his class that he so sweetly walked you
too. Then all you think about for the rest of the day is what he is thinking
of. Boys never understand that girls love to overthink what they say. Maybe the statement of “You look cute today” comes up, what will the girl think? That he is totally checking her out and will think about her over all of the other girls for the rest of the day. What will the guys think? Who knows! Maybe it was just a complement of maybe it ended up being a true flirty saying. As girls we would love to have the guy just come out and say he likes you in text, to your face, leave you a message on your phone it would be amazing. Being typical boys this will not happen but if they took into consideration how we think maybe it could work out. So tomorrow, maybe even the next day when you think you can’t tell the girl or guy you like that you’re into them think again. Give them that hug after you walk them to class, maybe even meet them after school and give them a kiss. Texts, call, or say you like her. No matter what don’t give up on what you want because any obstacle in the way from long distance or the past can be overcome. From feeling the warmth of liking someone to being in love take the risk you only live life once. <3
Take a chance,
Karr_dashian
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