I'd like to welcome Mike Woody to my blog today to talk about first crushes. Don't forget to check out Mike's romantic book, "Twisted Hearts Tales" coming out February 3rd from Rebel Ink Press. You can find out more about Mike by visiting: http://woodyswritings.blogspot.com/
An Undying First Crush-
She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Just the sight of her filled my body with tingles (not just down there) and brought the sound of angels singing. All I wanted was for us to spend eternity together, or at least to sit at the same table for lunch.
We were in the sixth grade, Misty was her name, and she had beauty way beyond her years. I on the other hand, did not have a mullet, but being a fat, pimple faced kid with thick glasses and the last name of ‘Woody’ wasn’t much better. It
wasn’t going to be easy to win her heart, especially since I was terribly shy and the laughing stock of our class. Being given wedgies everyday made it hard for my pleasant personality to shine through.
Second to Marcia Brady, Misty was biggest crush I’d ever had. I wrote her name on all my folders in my Trapper Keeper (remember those?). She consumed all of my thoughts. I had the pleasure of sitting next to her in English, maybe that’s why I still have some grammatical issues because my mind was elsewhere during class. Of course her feelings were far from mutual, and was dating a jock. Despite all the obstacles, including the fact she treated me with no respect, I didn’t give up hope. The day would come when my dream would be realized.
That summer Misty moved away, she was gone when school started the next year. She had disappeared without a trace. I didn’t even get to say goodbye. All my dreams of our wedded bliss were dashed. I was left with nothing, not even knowing how far away she was. Only one thing was for sure, I probably never even crossed her mind.
For the next 10, almost 20 years I never forgot about Misty. I’d often wonder about her whereabouts and well being. She still held a special place in my heart.
There is always only just one first crush. Chances of ever seeing her again were
slim to none, and even less that she’d have any interest in me. True life isn’t
like the movie or romance novels.
Then due to the powers of Facebook, I found her! Still with the same stunning good looks, as if she hasn’t aged a bit. Plus, lives in the same vicinity. And even
remembered me. It’s not all perfect, she is married. Has been a couple of times.
We’ve had some very nice chats and she recently started working at a
restaurant/bar just a couple miles from me. I’ve been invited to stop in and see
Misty is the girl of my dreams, I’ve been wanting to see her again for close to 20 years and now the opportunity is almost literally at my doorstep. And I haven’t taken advantage of it. A part of me is overly anxious, yet another part of me is scared. Unsure of going back to the sixth grade and unleashing all my feelings for her that have been locked away.
Whatever shall I do?
Musings from Michigan