I have crossed the age of having a crush on someone. Maybe my heart is all filled with love for the one. No space left for a cute face. But those memories are never going to fade… the memories that are occupied with my crush list, a lot of nick named guys. I remember the feeling of butterflies fluttering in my stomach after seeing a cute guy. The butterflies would flutter even more when I see him checking me out… !!! Crush… is a like a drug. I had had a lot of them. I was kind of crushaholic – someone who could easily develop a crush for someone… I…