Bluejay

My first real crush was l freshman year in college. I sat behind him in Western Religions class and nicknamed him Bluejay. He had curly brown hair and his kind and reflective way of speaking was always a joy. We conversed a little and I also saw him at Wednesday night church services. Unfortunately, a couple of months into my crush I noticed he had a girlfriend with him at church. Of course he was already taken, all of the good ones were. I was emotionally distraught and cried for hours realizing I would most likely always be alone. Eventually I came to terms with it and decided friendship would need to be good enough for the rest of my life. It has been about 17 years since then, and this year for the first time in my life I have found someone who loves me and whom I love. I know how hard it was when couples would forget me, so I plan to keep time for my friends so they don’t have to feel the isolation of singlehood.