It’s The Way He Says My Name
It’s the way he says my name. He said it today when we were together, in a room full of other people. He said it in that deep, funny voice. The way he always says it when he wants my attention…or at least, I think that is what happens.
I don’t love him, but I like him. He has given me a giggle or two on more than three occasions. He’s one of those, “There’s just something about him,” kind of guys, because in all honesty, he doesn’t have “The One” qualities. I mean, come on, I learned the term “skeet” from him.
But literally, it was the way he said my name. I almost thought, for just a second, that my crush was dead. That my crush was dead and I was in the clear. We had only had three shifts together since we came back from Christmas, and he called in sick for one of them. On the first day, we were friends. And when he was gone, I didn’t miss him. That’s why I thought I was in the clear.
And then he said my name, and my heart skipped one, two, three beats.
One might think I am in love with him, or something totally ridiculous like that. But I’m not. I think people think I love him, because I like him…a lot. I like him a lot because he was the first person to look me in the eye and say, “Your writing, it’s good,” and smile.
So I think, whether I want to or not (whether I like it or not) (whether I love it or not) my heart will quietly hold a small special spot for him.
I have just never felt that moment before. When my name was spoken from another’s lips and my heart skipped a beat, or two, or three. Until THUMP ,he did.
What I did last night :) (Taken with instagram)
Issue 16 of The Thing Quarterly. Published on a shower curtain by Dave Eggers.
made bookmarks for myself, but they look great (except the fourth one, which i don’t like so much) so i posted them on tumblr!
i made these so that two of those could fit side-by-side on 4x6 photo paper.
—-edit: added the dr. seuss and lemony snicket bookmarks.
So true :) (Taken with instagram)
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