so there's this guy.
and i sit next to him in English.
and we're...friends.
buddies.
we make each other laugh.
so OF COURSE we don't "like" each other like that.
but for some reason, our elbows...
always seem to run into each other.
after the first bump we always move the elbows quickly apart.
and hurriedly say sorry.
but somehow those elbows
keep magnetating towards each other
and the second time they touch...
we don't pull them apart quite as fast...
if only we could have the courage to tell each other in human-language what those elbows have been screaming in that weird elbow-language of theirs...
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07:37:15 PM
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That would be frustrating...maybe you should tell him. Even if it's hard.
Yeah, I've been in a position like that before.
At least, I think I have.
Hmm...especially not men...
haha but we will never tell because we're all afraid that it just so happens that his elbow accidently wanders that way and he actually really doesn't like you like that and thinks you're a fool.
I hate that feeling of limbo.
i could not agree more heartily pchis.
grr. at what point is it more likely that the elbow-thing is purposeful (if subconsciously) rather than accidental? 3 times? 5 times? 28 times?
i don't wanna just let this go..
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