Her Crush Chronicles #throwback

Her Crush Chronicles is actually an attempt to write all frustrations we encounter and the welcome inspiration we get from our Crushes. It might surprise you but the writer is actually already in her ripe age. I say, surprise, because some will argue that I'm too old to have crushes.

I beg to disagree.

Crushes are human's way of expressing admiration towards an individual. And why should we ever stop admiring people? One is beautiful because one is beautiful, no reason is needed. And one should be admired because they are beautiful. Don't you agree?

(Okay. I might be making no sense at all here.)

Actually, Her Crush Chronicles will be a fun blog. I vow to only write happy posts with, well, maybe a little sadness, a tinge of frustration, a little tinge of anger but a whole lot more of cuteness. Haha.

I shall begin by writing about this ultimate crush.

How do you know you've found your ultimate crush?

1) You freeze at the sight of this magnificent, unbelievable individual.
2) You smile every time you hear his voice. 
3) You don't believe any rumors; that he may be gay, that he is a playboy, that he has an ego as big as Russia.
4) You want to believe he knows you.
5) But in truth, he does not know you actually exist. Or well, maybe, he knows that you are always wherever he may be.
6) You are his ultimate stalker. You look at his timeline, you read his tweets, you wait for his IG posts, you try and search his name on google.
7) Yes, #6 is totally creepy but it happens. (Don't be ashamed to admit you at least do one of the above mentioned.)
8) You wrote a poem for him. So what if it was a lame one? Or one that does not make any sense? Bottom line, YOU WROTE A POEM FOR HIM. You did.
9) You may have attempted to put in a melody to the above mentioned poem. Haha.
10) You laughed at the above mentioned because admit it, it's true, one way or another.

So yes, I had an ultimate crush. I still do. And as creepy as it may seem, it's the same freaking person. I know how not perfect he is, but damn, he is a god. Okay, that was blasphemy. But you get my point.

I adore him. And I adore him from afar; like all ultimate crushes are and will remain to be.

The sad thing about ultimate crushes is, it is usually unrequited love. (Or maybe always. Pft)

But if you are lucky (like you may just have recently won a lottery), this ultimate crush is actually the one for you because, lo and behold, you are his ultimate crush. (Send in the band.)

So, if you are the latter, congratulations and well, damn it, how pretty are you?

Pardon me. I'm just. Uhm, er, just sad.