“But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”—2 Corinthians 12:9-10 (ESV)
He’s not the kind of guy that I would like. But whenever I think and talk about him, I just get this giddy, jumpy, and excited feeling to the point where I don’t even act like myself anymore. I don’t know, I can’t explain how I feel in words. I’ve never been good at that. Ahhhh, it’s weird. It’s always like my mind is unconsciously and constantly filled with thoughts of him. It’s so distracting, especially in class. Sometimes, I just randomly burst into this high-pitched girly giggle in the middle of a lesson and people who know about it would just be like, “Oh, Bella.” Seeing him makes me smile uncontrollably. Whenever I think, "Ah, I’m going to see him later," I get this nervous, heart-thumping feeling that makes me just lose myself. Yes, I’ve felt the butterflies-in-my-stomach kind of sensation before with the few past crushes that I had, but never have I felt that increasing acceleration of my heart beat until now.
I’m the kind of person who thinks carefully (or overthinks) about what to say to someone before actually saying it out loud. But with him, my mind goes blank and my mouth just automatically spurts out anything it can say. I’m so obvious. I guess that’s how some people found out.