And low behold I entered High School life.
I saw him (him#1)… for the first time with his cousin on the front table having a nice chat. I first thought they were 'the couple' turns out they were cousins--- very close cousins. He was so nice on my point of view. The kind of kid you don't get to see in the corner doing drugs or the kind of kid who would hang out with gang members. He doesn't know how to drink alcohol, doesn't know how to smoke, and also doesn't know how to distinguish a boy and a girl. An idiot who can't feel if a girl likes him or not. The guy who unknowingly became my first stupid crush...
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I became an idiot with my reasons and logical thinking… flying out my own windows. I did not really know how I started to fall for him. He is a normal kid just like most of the people in my school, but I guess I saw him from a different angle. He cared for his cousin, for his little sister, and for his friends. I did laughable things back then, giving him cards and pictures, stuff that I think are too comical. Sad to say he did not like me in return and the worst part of it was him falling for my friend. Yes, I do believe that sometimes irony happens. I felt like living on my own drama show.
I guess I got over him when we were in the senior years in high school. I left my old school as well as my funny feelings for him. I met him again after a very long time (college days) on my way to school on an alley. I stared at him, raised my brows and silently listened to my heart… if it would beat fast …if it would stop …but it felt normal. I got over my first crush or that so called puppy love. I can therefore say that you can only get over it… if and only if you mature. "Someday you'll laugh about it" a person once told me. (By the way, it took me six years to realize it. LOL) Another lesson I learned from this chapter of my life, even if your love is not reciprocated in time… it doesn't mean you have to stop loving them. Love is not a pass or fail scope. It is a 'better-luck-next-time' or rather a 'you-got-the-wrong-pair-get-the-right-one' scope. It is hard to admit that the one person you liked the most did not like you in return. But it would be harder to keep hoping. Asses not only yourself but also the probability of him liking you back. My first attempt of love happens to be bound for a million light years before it returns back to me. (LOL) but it's not a good reason to hate the other party. Let. Them. Go.