Ever since a friend pointed out my crush a couple of weeks ago, all hells broke loose. The electric blue glow that I once thought was put out caught a flame again somehow, and it felt as if the fierce flame torched everything that I consisted of into crumbling white ash. A very troubling experience to say the absolute least.
But now, I think -- or, rather, I hope -- I'm able to set myself into order once again.
I won't say it's been put out again. Frankly I don't know. The fire has died off a bit, but I don't know what will aggravate it when. I just hope it won't be the case.
So... Wish me luck my friends, will you?