It’s a feeling that is difficult to explain. As soon as I saw him, I felt a magical rush running through my body. It is almost as though butterflies are dancing. I can no longer hide this sensation. I simply must confess.
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Going shopping for the annual ugly sweater party that someone always manages to throw.
The kids can have the costumes. You and your friends are too busy working towards sugar-induced commas on the couch for a scary movie night.
You and your girls coming up with a CIA level plan to get you and your crush under the mistletoe before the end of the night. You'll want to look your best for this rendezvous.
Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
When everyone goes around the table saying they're thankful for the amazing meal you smile internally because you're the one who cooked it.