Got to talk to my crush a little more. It was pretty ok, I guess. He ghosted me for a little bit but he has his own life. I mostly sat by myself watching people walk by. They were either on their phones or talking to their friends. 

Love seems like a complicated thing to me. It can either be a burden or a complete success. It can make you do stupid things. You can even become addicted to the feeling, at least that's what I think. However the case, it's a mystery.