I ran into a boy at a bar this Friday night. This boy was someone who DEFINED my high school life. I loved everything about him. His clothes, his eyes, his art, his music, his smile, his shyness. Everything. I was obsessed with this boy. In every single page of my junior high and high school journal I wrote about him. No joke. Every single page mentioned him. For 7 whole tormenting years I longed for this boy. And on a drunken Friday night 6 years later I told him so. HA! He laughed and smiled. Then said "I had the biggest crush on you. I thought you were the coolest person. The feeling was mutual Rosy. Quite mutual."