I thought I was in love once. Here's a post I made about a year ago:
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Hmm, yeah. She doesn't seem to
dislike me, but... She hasn't really treated me any different. I was atleast expecting her to be creeped out by me. But no, nothing changed.
Anyways, tell me what you think of my e-mail. Too mushy?
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"All right, there’s something I need to tell you, even though you probably already know, and that this will sound lame coming over the internet.
Well, when we first met, I didn’t care much for you. You were just one of Gagnon’s friends, and I didn’t consider you to be one of my own. Yeah, I was pretty indifferent. But, eventually, you entered my inner-friend circle, up there with John and Tuttle. I even consider you to be one of my best friends. Yet overtime… I
did start to feel different towards you. I began to notice how beautiful you were, how much I enjoyed your company, how great I felt when you smiled at me.
You’re all I’ve been able to think about since last January. I’ve been constantly preoccupied with you during school, at home, in bed awake at night. I’ve tried getting over you, try to find someone else, but I can’t.
I have even written poetry about you. If you’d like, you can read most of them here:
http://www.your-poetry.com/modules.php?name=Your_Account&op=userinfo&username =Dimes. Some of them are halfway decent, some pathetic, and others downright cheesy, but… whatever.
And, I’ve always been jealous when you talked to some other guy and not me. At one time or another, I’ve hated Markus, Joe, Steve (Ugh, the only reason he hung out with us in the morning was so he could flirt with you), and several others. It wasn’t so much the fact that I felt you were ignoring me that made me hate them as much as it was that I knew they all were better than me. Markus (It is with a ’k,’ right?) and Joe were more your age and knew you better than I, whilst Steve was funnier and more socially adept. And what do I have? I know very well that I’m not very attractive, funny or cool, and I’m 2 years younger than you. So I convinced myself that you would never like me.
…I was going to ask you to homecoming this year, but I didn’t. Same goes for every other dance that went on from now to last year. And why? Well… I didn’t want to put our friendship in jeopardy. I’ve always treasured our friendship dearly, and the last think I wanted was to throw it all away by trying to romance you. (Not to mention that mornings and rides home would be incredibly awkward…)
Kristina… If you skipped most of the above, at least read this: I just want to continue being friends with you. And I’d like it if you don’t go around telling everybody about this. I could just be our secret… Although, I guess I have no control over you.
… I think I’m in love with you, Kristina…
-Chris"
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Aw, it still makes me choke up. Anyhow, now, a year or so after this happened, I'm so glad I told her. She never liked me back, no, but our friendship has become stronger, even though she's graduated high school. Ha, I love that girl.
...I still haven't gotten over her.
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