Manifestos.

Feels weird to like someone again. Of course it's someone I can't be with - but at least he's not ridiculously older than me this time. haha. It feels nice though.. the small clenching of the heart upon sight of him, the smiles that he brings about with everything he does.

I'm enjoying this, even as it goes nowhere. I'm enjoying liking someone and not being ashamed about it. It's the realization that love is nothing to be ashamed about, that the investment of our hearts in someone is a good and noble thing.

I will never again be ashamed to tell someone I love them.