Romantically attracted

After my first blog, I told myself that I’d never come back here again nor continue writing. I just thought that this is not my thing or is not for me. Next thing I know, here I am again with my mumble thoughts expressing it out as if every letters in my keyboard has feelings. 

I just came back from a christian camp 2 days ago, we were staying in a provincial area next to a big lake where the site had multiple cabins. The mornings were great as I get to see the sunshine shining up and above clouds and see its glorious reflection through the lake. 

The camp was 4 days and 4 nights long, and along the way, I made some new friends that I’ve never thought that I’d really be able to connect in a deep understanding and build relationships with some people around my age and some, younger. One of the few people I made friends and connect with was Kaye. Kaye was 4 years younger than me. I told myself I’d only surround myself with people around my age or older than me just because they make a lot more sense to talk to as well as learn something ahead from their past experiences and apply it in practicality of life. 

Although Kaye may seem younger, I was surprised at how elegant she was with the way she carries herself as well as handling conversations that just makes sense, witty and impactful at the same time. Within that same night, I found myself hooked with her tangible presence, her wits, humour and just being with her is something that I was longing. Over the course of 4 days I couldn’t help myself but always long for her. During breaks and activities in the camp, she is all I think about. We had some nights where we would just sit in the tree house and talk about some random shit, laugh and fell asleep as if there’s no tomorrow. Am I falling for her? 100% Definitely. I guess I’m romantically attracted.