Tuesday, June 12, 2007


"Tu seras pour moi unique au monde. Je serai pour toi unique au monde."
(Le Petit Prince)

Dear self in 2001,

You heard correctly. He has a crush on you. That's right: a crush. Don't roll your eyes. You're not so grown-up that the word doesn't have an effect on you. You're much younger than you think.

Forget your fanciful expectations for a minute. Didn't you enjoy yourself at Second Cup? You must have. You didn't move from that table all evening. Didn't he treat you with respect? Didn't he speak to you truthfully? Didn't he make you laugh?

You and I both know that you won't listen to me, or anyone else, on the subject. That's fine. You still need to discover more about yourself and life before this gift is offered again. You'll graduate university, you'll run national commercial awards, you'll travel the globe, you'll publish your poetry, you'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll mellow. And how then, I hear you wonder, will this little crush have any effect on you at all?

Just keep it in mind.

See you soon,
Self in 2007

My dear, I went for the steal
Maybe it was rushed
Oh, my crush
Damaging my soul
You blew me off, but I don't mind
I just get better with time
And so do you
So do you
My crush
- Gavin DeGraw, "Crush"

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