How much is too much?
I never thought I would be interested in a person who is already involved in a relationship. His touch reminds me of something familiar, something I associate with chicken soup, feet warmed by socks, and hot chocolate.
The weird thing is that I am physically rejecting any touch from a male. I feel cold and the ends of my hair stand when a male touches me. It's weird. Even male friends who I knew all my young adult life make me feel that way.
Although I have a mountain-load of problems to worry about, whenever I am alone (especially during my commute home), I think about him, and I find it extremely weird and annoying because we don't share interests. And I barely know him.
Maybe the reason he keeps popping into my thoughts is that I like the way he calls my name. It makes me feel like I am someone special. Yes, I know I mustn't get used to this. This budding feeling is wrong.
The weird thing is that I am physically rejecting any touch from a male. I feel cold and the ends of my hair stand when a male touches me. It's weird. Even male friends who I knew all my young adult life make me feel that way.
Although I have a mountain-load of problems to worry about, whenever I am alone (especially during my commute home), I think about him, and I find it extremely weird and annoying because we don't share interests. And I barely know him.
Maybe the reason he keeps popping into my thoughts is that I like the way he calls my name. It makes me feel like I am someone special. Yes, I know I mustn't get used to this. This budding feeling is wrong.
