Crush

Ok I’m gonna tell you about a girl named Lucy(not real name). This is a girl I had a crush on when I was younger. I first saw Lucy working out at my gym. I did gymnastics for 8 or 9 years and basically lived in the gym my entire childhood. I found out she was 16 or 17 years old, and at the time I was maybe 13. Lucy was amazing, and I was fascinated by her right away. She was very shy and after working out each day with others in her level she would go off by herself and do about a half and hour of her own conditioning post work out, work out. I admired her work ethic and how she looked in that leotard. I started really liking her, in that I don’t ever talk to you but have formed huge assumptions about your life through looking at you alot, sort of way. Since we didn’t talk all that much I had to look for other ways to connect with her. At the gym we worked out in, there was a big room where all the gymnasts would keep their stuff, coats, gym bags, and such. Lucy kept her stuff here too. When I was alone in there I would look to see what kind of coat Lucy had, and if her bag was unzipped I could catch a glimpse of what she carried in there. But what I wanted was a momento, something of hers I could carry with me. I found a $20 bill in her coat pocket. I took it, and I swear it was not because I wanted money but because it was hers. I think there was some smaller bills, but in my mind the $20 bill was the largest quantity and probably most valuable to her and something about that made it more special to me. I didn’t spend it, I cherished it. Then one day I really needed money and had to use the $20, it sucked but when I got the change and tried to cherish that, but it was harder. Every time I would spend more of it I tried to save the change to keep “Lucy” with me. Eventually I spent every penny. I was sad, and I felt stupid. It wasn’t stealing if I kept the money forever. But I didn’t, I just took it and spent it, like it was an ordinary $20 bill.

I knew I messed up and had to prove that I did love her by taking ANOTHER one of her $20 bills and keep it forever.

Now I wish I could tell you me and Lucy are together today and that I still have that $20 bill, but I can’t. She ended up going to college and my love faded. There were a few times after the second $20 that I thought about taking more money but I think I started to realize that this was unhealthy. I realize this is one of the stupidest things I’ve ever done, and hate writing about it, but It’s all true and somewhat funny, so there it is. After posting this one I sort of wanna start writing nice, non crazy things that i’ve done to counterbalance the last few posts. Leave me a comment telling me if I’m weirding you people out. Or if you like this sort of stuff.