Someone Loves You, You Just Don’t Know It
By: Jackie Orchard
Amidst the light fall of snowflakes and brisk winter wind, the door to the Mathematics building opens and two girls slowly walk out, backwards, still talking to someone inside.
“Ok cool, yea, totally, for sure. Yea.” The girl with dark hair says.
“Alright sweet, see ya.” A tall boy inside says.
The door swings shut. The high-pitched screaming begins.
“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!” Each oh my God is louder than the last. She shoves her head into her friend’s armpit and buries her face. “He’s so cute!”
“I told you!” her friend answers. “Just talk to him! See?” She pulls her friends hood up and they walk off.
Peering in, the boy is long gone. Completely oblivious to the mini freak-out which just took place in his wake.
Later, in the Social Sciences hallway, a freckled boy stares, just a little too long, at a girl trying to find her headphones. She looks up and says, “Oh hey,” but he immediately looks away. She continues looking deep in her bag.
Moving through this campus are thousands of delicate strings, just barely connecting people into pairs, just waiting to be tied. But no one seems to see them.
Consider this a friendly reminder from a quiet observer: The potential for meaningful relationships is all around you. It’s in the girl in your class you haven’t thought twice about, who freaks about you to her friend. It’s in the guy watching you dig for your headphones. It’s yours for the taking.
The next time you’re sitting alone, watching Netflix, kept warm by your own self-pity, consider this: Someone loves you. You just don’t know it.