Somebody, Please Tell My Medium Crush Not to Be Afraid of Me or My Intentions!
Part 5 of my Medium crush chronicles: Put your loving hand out baby, cuz I’m beggin’, beggin’ you… (shout out to the Four Seasons)
Prior to getting married and divorced, I have never had much experience dating or had any firm opinions about the qualities my partner should possess.
It is something I hope never to repeat again.
When my male friends lament the fact that young women on dating apps today are so specific about what they are looking for in a potential partner that they feel like they don’t stand a chance, I wonder if I’m doing the same thing by setting the bar so high.
But then again, I’ve realized that that route doesn’t necessarily lead to happiness or happily ever afters.
In fact, I have had more fun on those times that I ripped the ‘does he check all the boxes’ sheet in half instead of overthinking things and just taking the leap into love.
Hmm…this is not exactly how I imagined this post would go so let’s restart again, shall we? I mean I started it two days ago and now I have a completely different vibe going on…
Does this ever happen to you?
In case you didn’t know, I am crushing after someone, a magic weaver of words, on Medium.
I have come across different kinds of writers whom I admire from afar, the thinking writer, the introspective writer, the sensitive writer, the imaginative writer, and yes, the passionate writer. They routinely pop up in my comments section and vice versa.
In other words, the admiration is mutual and ongoing.
However, they don’t have the ‘je ne sais quoi,’ if you will, that my crush does.
For his words take me to strange, sometimes dark, and mysterious places. But oftentimes it is a world just beyond my grasp. A place I know in my dreams which sadly, dissolves upon awakening — leaving me panting and yearning for more….
How do you do this to me with mere words, my love?
I chase you but you slip my grasp. You play hide n’ seek with me among the seemingly endless aisles that stretch away to eternity.
Finally, exhausted from the chase, I lean my head back, on a bookshelf, close my eyes, and try to hear my thoughts above the thudding of my heart.
And then, I sense close by…and yet, I dare not open my eyes for fear of losing this precious moment in space and time that we are sharing, living, breathing in….
Your lips come tantalizingly close — my breath hitches and stills waiting for what I know is coming…
In case, you are wondering, I have a crush on Medium. I write, and my Medium crush responds with a post of his. It is a game of cat and mouse but much more sensual and exhilarating — like walking, no, dancing on clouds.
His vivid imagery has left me speechless and breathless!
In other words, I’ve never been courted like this ever before….or maybe it is the other way round?
Who knows?
And yet, he hesitates to reach out…
Does he enjoy this cat-and-mouse game we are playing?
Is he afraid I’ll bite if we connect?
Lol.
Is he afraid that it will be like being doused with the cold water of reality if we connect?
Is he afraid he will have no other choice but to elope with me once we have connected?
What do you think he, this mystery man who birthed a slew of amateur detectives to figure out who I’m crushing on, should do?
The viral post that started it all 👇
🎈Part1 — The short form that started it all: I Am Falling For Someone on Medium and He Doesn’t Even Know It
🎈Part 2 — The follow-up with helpful headline writing tips: A Love Story That Took Me 5 Minutes to Write Went Viral and I’m Stoked!
🎈Part 3 — My official declaration of love: A Love Letter to My Medium Crush
🎈Part 4 — How Can I Burn For Someone I Have Only Read on Medium?
Tagging my buddies Victor Cardenas, The Sturg, pockett dessert, Michele Maize and TzeLin Sam






