I Always Have Little Crushes On People
I wouldn't necessarily call them crushes. They are not always typical crushes. Perhaps attraction is a better word. And it does happen to me at times, both with women and men.
I like looking at women. I'm often impressed by them. Little things can cause that – certain fancy style, a smile, a sparkle in the eye. When it goes together with depth, wit and intelligence, I will probably want to learn more about her. We, women, are complex creatures. Heck; we even puzzle ourselves at times! But there's beauty in this depth and complexity. How could we not be impressed with one another? So much connects us. Similar experiences, emotions, joys and sorrows. We are sisters. For me, the need to connect with another woman is obvious and natural. Perhaps I will be able to find myself in her story? Look into her life as if I was looking in the mirror. Maybe we'll help each other. Learn from each other's experience. And we'll bond. No man will understand me as well as a woman.
On the other hand...
I may admire women, but I will always be attracted to men. There is something magical and utterly fascinating about masculinity. Some undefined charm. It is pure strength, with a pinch of softness, in my favourite variant. Powerful, sexy, but also reassuring and comforting. And absolutely irresistible.
I like looking at women. I'm often impressed by them. Little things can cause that – certain fancy style, a smile, a sparkle in the eye. When it goes together with depth, wit and intelligence, I will probably want to learn more about her. We, women, are complex creatures. Heck; we even puzzle ourselves at times! But there's beauty in this depth and complexity. How could we not be impressed with one another? So much connects us. Similar experiences, emotions, joys and sorrows. We are sisters. For me, the need to connect with another woman is obvious and natural. Perhaps I will be able to find myself in her story? Look into her life as if I was looking in the mirror. Maybe we'll help each other. Learn from each other's experience. And we'll bond. No man will understand me as well as a woman.
On the other hand...
I may admire women, but I will always be attracted to men. There is something magical and utterly fascinating about masculinity. Some undefined charm. It is pure strength, with a pinch of softness, in my favourite variant. Powerful, sexy, but also reassuring and comforting. And absolutely irresistible.