I think I might like a guy. He’s in my ceramics class. He might have flirted with me once or twice.
He’s kind of cute. He has a cute laugh. Blonde, awkward stubble that you can’t really call a mustache.
He’s funny. Something about him is interesting… intriguing.
I think I might like my friend.
I’ve known him since 7th grade, liked him for about two weeks last year.
This time feels a little different.
He told me “we’re a lot alike. you’re like, a more rational version of myself”
For some reason I found that flattering. Perhaps it’s just a want to feel understood.
I think I might like my friend’s older brother.
He’s not particularly attractive (but he does have a cute face).
He works with my mom.
He plays the drums and one night after smoking pot with my friend
She passed out and I came out to find him drunk and we drank a bit more.
Sometimes I feel like he looks at me and wants to say something but holds back.
I used to like a boy in my neighborhood.
Okay, maybe I loved him.