Dear ----,
I don't like the term 'crush.' I think it's childish, meaningless, and refers to feelings that really aren't that deep. And then I realized how perfectly that describes my feelings for you.
Childish, because I've told at least two of my best friends about you and we giggle, exchange looks, and tell immature jokes about you and you are oblivious. Childish because my heart jumps and I can't stop smiling when I see you, despite knowing our conversation will be brief at best. Still, thrilled because at least we're talking! Yet I know it will never be more than that. Childish because maybe that's all I want it to be.
Meaningless, not because I don't really like you, but because I have no plans to do anything about it. Meaningless because we have a few mutual friends and see each other a few times a week, but I'll never know your favorite books or movies or foods, or get to enjoy them with you. Meaningless, because I like the idea of you, who I think you are, more than I desire to discover who you really are.
I don't know you well enough to have deep feelings for you. I know you have a killer smile, especially when you're teasing, and I know that you're never in too much of a hurry to at least say hi. I know that you're a great conversationalist and witty enough to continually make me laugh. I know that not one person I've met has had a bad thing to say about you, but everything else is just a guess, just how I think you probably are. Nothing else is fact, so how can I love what I don't know?
A crush is the perfect way to describe you. And maybe there's nothing wrong with crushes, so long as I recognize it for what it is, and what it never will be. And what it is, is you.
~Steph
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