Do you remember growing up, and having your first crush? I do. It was awkward, and strange, and ultimately, when you see them as adults, you go “What the heck was I thinking?” But in the days, weeks, months, that you were 12, walking around school, you sneak glances at him, hoping that he noticed that you were wearing a new bracelet, or actually brushed your hair today. Now remember who you are today. When was the last time you felt butterflies when you saw someone, or at all? When did the littlest things like a sudden glance, or a nod, make your day? I think the photo above is…