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February 18, 2014
He came at me like a hurricane, dressed in a blue dri-FIT and matching shorts. On his left hand, he carried an eco-bag that seemed to have something heavy in it. His strides were all filled with purpose, brown eyes burning with a determination that would incinerate me in seconds.

Yes, he was definitely going to crush me. This guy - my newfound crush - would crush me moments from now. He was looking at me; or at least in my direction.

Heartbeat. Heartbeat. Racing Heartbeat.

I was forced to stop in my tracks, frozen by what felt like love.