Let's go back to the first week of college, whenever that was. You were just getting settled into your new home, trying to meet as many people as possible, finding out where the parties were and in which groups to get involved. Then, you saw them. You saw them getting a drink in the dining hall, running on the treadmill, walking across campus with their friends, or at some party. At first, you just thought they were just attractive. But then days passed.... And weeks. Every time you saw them the butterflies in your stomach started to fly, and you thought about them even when you didn't see them.
Now, this hasn't happened to everyone, but it probably happened to you if you're reading this. If they had a new Snapchat story up, you would always check it. If there was even a chance you were going to see them, you made sure to dress to the nines and look your best, and in those moments when they saw you looking like a mess, you wanted to curl up and die.
You also kept at least a small portion of your ears open for inklings of their social life. You were curious to find out whom they hung out with, who their friends were, and of course any other substantive information. Finding out that they were "hooking up" with someone else probably felt like a punch to your stomach, but you just pushed it aside by telling yourself "I'd do the same", "It's just college", or some other sentiment designed to make you feel better.
Remember that moment when you realized how badly you had fallen for them? It was like that scene from Mean Girls - you were either talking about them or waiting for someone to bring them up so you could talk about them more. You caught yourself being weird (sometimes), but you just couldn't help it!
And then, one day, it stopped. No warning. No explanation. Just one day you saw them and you didn't get the same feelings that you did they day before. They were just another person, trying to figure out this crazy thing called life and trying to find who they are, too.
Or, maybe you saw someone else. Someone who you had seen before, or heard of now fills you with those same feelings. Maybe it's their smile, their laugh, their voice, or some combination or something else entirely. It's the same story, but it's so different because it's a new person, and so are you.
No one is quite the same after their first crush in college. Sure, you had crushed in middle and high/upper school, but now you are on your own. You don't see them everyday, you don't have the same lunch period, and you don't see them on the way to homeroom. You are continually discovering and re-discovering yourself day after day, and that crush helped you get there.
Or maybe they crushed your heart and you don't think you'll ever love again. If so, Netflix is $8 and transferring isn't an outlandish thought.
