Old School

This morning i woke to the radio.

some chatting, the news, weather and then a song.

it was the song that brought memories flooding my mind.

the song was One by U2.

when i was in high school i had a crush.

he was my crush for all of my high school years.

he wasn't 'the hottest guy in school'

he wasn't a jock.

no, we never dated.

we were friends, and got along really well.

but didn't hang out much other than at school, and class projects/assignments.

that song made me remember him this morning.

i went to the formal at the end of high school.

i hadn't really wanted to.

i didn't want to spend the money on a dress and the ticket when i didn't even have a date.

but i had a couple persistent friends, and they became my dates.

they even bought me a wrist corsage - sweet girls.

the overall formal i didn't care for.

sure, i was out on the dance floor for the faster songs, having fun with my friends.

and i was asked to dance a couple of the slower songs with a friend's date, and then another guy friend.

nothing spectacular though.

there were times i was hanging out at our table watching the dancing when i was wondering why i bothered - i didn't care for events like that.

i had just danced a song with someone - no memory who that person was, 

when One by U2 began.

U2 was my absolute favorite band during high school - they are still very high on my list.   

i was about to walk off the dance floor and take a seat, again.

then my high school crush approached and asked me to dance.

i had seen him walking over, but didn't think it would be me he was coming to.

that was my highlight of the night.

favorite song, favorite guy at school.

so, hearing the song this morning...and many times i hear it... reminded me of that night, that dance.

i don't dwell on him, 

i don't sit and wonder what-ifs, 

but it brings back a fond memory of a friend.

it makes me curious about what he's doing now, where he is.

and i pray for him.

we both graduated, but went back to high school for another year.  

i went back to the same school, he changed schools.

we saw each other a couple times that year when he'd come visit.

he was intelligent, quiet, friendly, kind to everyone, lots of fun.

everyone has people that they have in the past that they think about now and again that don't affect their present.  

he was a high school crush.

i don't search him on facebook, 

i don't think about him and let my past crush form into dreams or anything ridiculous like that.

i don't compare him to my husband.  

nope, i cherish the memory.

i pray for him and i return back to the present.