a crush

i have a crush.


the thing about a crush and me,

is that

my brain creates a vortex in which i and the crush are sucked in

and thrust into the future,

and the images take over,

images of hand holding, drinking wine and drunkly dancing together and laughing, long long talks, sunday walks to breakfast, hot sex, scenic drives through the high desert and beyond, late night good night phone calls,

it is all possible.

all of it. everything you've ever wanted.

sweet things, perfect things,

and of course im not sure if my crush wants these same things,

or if he's truly crushing the way i am,

and i really don't know him yet,

so yes, my brain tells me i'm silly, and to stay in the moment,

but the girly, optimistic-about-love part of me loves to crush

and trampeline myself into the future, into this happy, lovey world

where all i've hoped love could be

is possible.