I love crushes. I do.

I know that ‘crush’ is a childish word, but it fits.

Crushes are something unique, intense and heart breaking, capable of making you soar, all dreamy-light, and equally capable of sending you crashing face first into the dirt. They usually don’t have intent, not really, realism is too mundane for a crush. They are fanciful, whimsical, the object of your crush can be completely untouchable, might be a word, a voice, a perception, an image. It’s sometimes even better when you never see the whole, just snippets flitting briefly into the light, enough to be … Continue Reading