Accidentally chanced upon my first crush on fb.
I met him when I was 14. He was older than me. Tbh, he’s not a hunk or anything, there were other better looking guys around. But there’s something extremely charismatic about him that had me mesmerized and obsessed with him. I soon found out there were other girls in the same situation as me.
Years went by, I was 18, I continued to admire him from afar. We do talk a little but there was nothing special. I watched him during his phase in NS with that new dark tan and army haircut. I find him so cute and yet manly. Once we were in the same team for a church program, I guess he knew how I felt about him. He called me out of the blue. But it wasn’t anything special. He just talked about a sports that he liked as it was on tv. The conversation didn’t last long. I guess he was just checking to see if we have any chemistry.
Sometime later, I found out my friend became his gf. For a moment I was saddened and jealous. I know I’m an above average looking girl as I have no lack of admirers so I find it hard to accept it. I guess this was how I dealt with rejection when I was young. I’m just not his type. They broke up shortly anyway.
Sometimes when I saw mutual friends, I would be reminded of him. He changed his name so I couldn’t find him even if I tried and I also never actively sought him out online.
The current him is married with 2 very young children. His wife, though plain looking, is so lucky to have him. If only she knew how many girls obsessed over him when he was young.
I have no plans to reconnect with him. There’s nothing to say to him anyway.
Seeing him reminded me of my youth. It’s nice to reminisce that sparkly, sweet and innocent young love that I felt when I was a teen.
I look at my husband to realise I actually married a person who look similar to my first crush.
I guess I like cute guys.