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How long would it take for one's heart to grow cold due to familiarity? Is it really love if it doesn't last? If a moment lasted for eternity, would people really remain still so?
Love or infatuation;
...
Most people experience this sort of emotion during this time of their youth at around about twelve to sixteen years old of their age, some even as early as five years old.
I've had my fair share of puppy love during these times. I even went so far as to plan and steal a kiss from one of the girls that I like when I was six years old, where I imagined everyday to bring her in the dark and empty auditorium, thereby confessing my feelings and then suddenly striking with a final attack, a kiss to the lips.
But I didn't dare to, and I could only imagine these things.
An event where I met my cousins for the first time happened, and somehow we told stories as the kids that we are, played and played and had competitions on who could finish our food first, and then on our bedtime asked about each other's crushes and as a result... got teased consistently whenever it could be brought up as a weakness.
So in a sense, it was the firsthand experience of blackmail.
Although we were kids back then, I haven't thought of it that much, but somehow the shame and repulsion I felt got to me and I've been secretive as a result. The things that I felt were always only known to me, aside from the other occasional slip-ups I made and got teased by the whole class as a result.
Fear, embarrassment, shame, nervousness, cold sweat, pale lips, unfocused eyes, and a slightly trembling overall;
If any of these feelings have gathered in a person in a single day, or a single hour, or even for a few minutes, certain change will definitely happen, because if there will be a person that would experience these, that would be me.
During my elementary days, I've had my fair share of girls that I liked. First grade, second grade, third grade, fourth grade, fifth grade, sixth grade, the next, the next, the next...
Finally, I am currently sixteen, and there's also another person that I like today.
I'm just a bit confused why my phone's date unexpectedly changed.
"Oh well. I'll just sleep and see how things work out tomorrow."
Later did I only realize that my smile today might turn out into a frown tomorrow.
