Monday, 27 October 2008

  • A Letter to An Unrequited Crush

    This is a guest blog submitted by LetMeDreamAgain.
     
    Dear Boy,

    Has it really been years since the last time we've seen each other?  Was I really that young and naive that I didn't imagine you would grow up to be quite a catch? We all grew up and moved away from each other and before I knew it, there you were, everything I've always told myself that I wanted in a man.  I had no idea that we would turn out this way.  Here I am in a relationship with a wonderful man.  He's been good to me and I honestly sometimes feel that I don't deserve him.  But thoughts of you have plagued my mind since the moment I saw you again, and all of a sudden I have mixed feelings inside.  I find myself pulling away from the one person who's given me stability in this often crazy, turbulent life.  How can I develop a crush on you now, when I've finally settled down with someone I can depend on? 

    How dare you walk into my life and make a mess of things. Just when I thought life couldn't get any better, you walk in and my whole world is suddenly one big QUESTION MARK.  All my life, I've wanted to find someone I can depend on, someone I can trust, someone who won't let me down and someone who will do everything in his power never to see me cry.  Should that not warrant him to be my so-called Prince Charming?  But here I am, wasting away emotions towards an unrequited crush.  We lost touch and then you walked back in my life and you disappeared, and now here you are again.  In and out, in and out; my head is spinning.  An unrequited crush...it sounds almost silly and whimsical.  I must admit, I have quite a flirtatious nature.  I love to banter and flirt.  It does not necessarily mean "I want you" - it's just second-nature to me.  So when you flirt with me, I will flirt back.  And because I'm attracted to you in more ways than one, I'm going to flirt with a vigor reserved only for those I actually want.

    You've made it perfectly clear that you're not looking for love.  You're looking for Ms. Right Now, or Ms. Right at this Moment.  You've made it clear in no uncertain terms that it's all just plain no-holds-barred, no-strings-attached, FWB.  And that you want me to be 1 Ms. Right Now...and part of the reason is your unrequited crush on me.  How am I supposed to feel? Flattered? Embarrassed? Angry? Disrespected?  Flattered because you have your own unrequited crush one me? Embarrassed, Angry and Disrespected because clearly you think that I would let you?

    Boy, I am not a plaything and I am not a toy.  I have struggled my whole life with being just a pretty face or a nice pair of boobs or a sweet ass.  I've been dying to break free from everyone's perception and with being known for my beauty AND my brains AND my humor.  Believe it or not, I come as quite a complete package.  Ask my friends, I'm pretty fucking awesome.  I refuse to be defined by my attractiveness or my abilities in bed.  I do not want to be objectified, because I am, after all, your equal.

    Maybe what hurts the most is that I would actually consider betraying a love so pure for something so lustful and shallow.  It is human nature that destroys the very essence of how far I've come.  I used to trade in my good guys for the bad boys.  And you walk into my life, and I suddenly have the urge to throw away the life I've built for a hookup? I guess it's that young girl in me, convincing myself that maybe I will be able to change your mind.  That love can be born out of a FWB relationship.

    But I want to wise up and move away from pulling a classic move.  Dear Boy, you have to excuse me if I no longer respond to your advances.  If your flirtatious moves are no longer met with the same flirtatious tones and flirtatious lines, don't ask questions, just move on.  In a different time and a different place, you could have been the man I would've settled down with or the man I would've had fun with.  At the end of the day, I can not risk it.  I can't risk my heart and my pride.  The loss outweighs the gain and if this is the reason that I will miss out on my PRINCE CHARMING (who turned out not to be so charming) -- the embodiment of the man I've always wanted -- then so be it. 

    Goodbye, sweet Boy, if life has a funny way of showing that one day we will have our chance, then it will come.  But for now, I have to focus on what is best for me.

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