Let me have my fun

Let me have my fun, because I haven't had a good crush on someone in forever, and this reminds me of those high school days when I would actively lust after someone and just think and think about them all day for no good reason.
Let me have my fun, because I know this can't last long, because pretty soon I will find out he is gay/has a girlfriend etc.
Let me have my fun, because life is too short not to.

I don't want to write too much about this, because soon the magic spell will be broken, and I will feel foolish when rereading this post...but then again...maybe I will be able to laugh about it, after my heart breaks a little.

I didn't know he existed until last Saturday. He never stood out to me, and I rarely ever saw him. But on Saturday, when he stood up on his bed, reading from a book...
When he looked at me.
When he sat right next to me.
When he said hello in the cutest manner ever which makes me suspect that he might possibly be gay but whatevs.