A crush

I’ve developed a crush on a blogger.

Not a blogger. A commentator.

And it’s kinda fun and lovely and okay, we’ve only ever exchanged a few comments and he has no idea that I’m crushing on him at all, but it’s making me feel quite excited!

Because there is that thing of words.

My words, of which there have been thousands, make him smile. I know, because he’s told me.

His words, of which there may have only been a hundred (okay, I counted, eighty-eight) have made me smile too.

They’re funny, witty, clever and a little bit sexy.

Not too sexy. There’s no innuendo and there’s nothing overt.

They’re just lovely.

In this case, it isn’t about words being a turn on. Although I do have that little feeling in the pit of my stomach when I read him.

It’s about words that imply a connection – an understanding.

A ‘we get each other’ thing.

Really, I know nothing about this man. I don’t know where he lives, what he does or even what he looks like. From his words, though, I can imagine.

I imagine a man who is older, a little hurt, a little fragile, very bright, self-sufficient, independent, wary.

He doesn’t know anything about me. I write under a pseudonym and I could be totally different from the persona that I put out there.

He can only imagine what I’m really like.

Maybe he knows, though, that this is the unreal but real me.

Because of that connection thing.

I have no idea if he is even reading this.

And if he is, well, I hope he chooses to fly down to Johannesburg and meet me and sweep me off my feet and buy me champagne and roses and talk to me, have wild sex with me, then marry me.

Or at the very least, before the sex and the wedding, I hope he comments here.

Because I can’t help but crush on his comments.

38 thoughts on “A crush

  1. You are so cute 🙂 You know what’s amazing? You’re falling in love with his words and thoughts, and that’s what maybe, led to the connection. Good luck! 🙂

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  2. Only flying that will be done is when I’m on my scoot. And then it’s low flying. But it does make my life very exciting. But not as exciting as that knot you get in the pit of your stomach (and about six inches below that) when you know you have that connection.

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  3. Hahaha – you seem to have a few coffee shop incidents – I actually meant when you opened my post the other day to the pictures on my blog and there were people around.

    Now I’m intrigued about the guy in the yellow shirt dating his ex wife and the hold up !!
    You should blog these incidents !!! 😊

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  4. Something like this happened to me and it played out to a sad end. I’m still not right. I’m also a sex & love addict, so my experience is an extreme. I hope yours is lovely and fun and inspiring 🙂

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  5. What if his amazing words come from a married man out there just to express himself and flirt without the threat of stepping out on his wife? Be careful there are lots of men out there who are not what they portray

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  6. I hope I’m not the only one going back reading comments I’ve made on your blog and hoping the word count was 88. 😉

    And for the record, it wasn’t 88! 😦

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