There’s a girl a wrote a few messages with back and forth a few months ago, and that I found really cute Then there is this girl I had a uni group work with and I really wanted to hook up with her in that moment, then there is this one girl that I was just instantly attracted to first time I saw her but she has a bf, then there is this other girl I did something with once but then I just didn’t wrote her anymore because I wasn’t sure if I was interested and she knows other girls I find kinda interesting so I didn’t want to close possible doors by shooting my shot, then there is this girl from my dorm that moved away that seemed kinda interested in me like a year or two ago but I didn’t make a move, then there is another girl I had a group project with that I kinda flirted with during it a bit last year, then there is even another girl from a group project that I flirted with a bit at the time but more like 4-5 years ago, then there is a girl from my high-school class that I almost dated back then, then there are 4-5 other girls from my high-school class that I was kinda Into as well, then there is another girl who smiled at me a lot some time ago and I really liked her vibe, actually there are several ones of those, I remember a cute girl who was a nurse or something in that vain in a doctors office and she smiled a lot when she took my blood and seemed kinda shy and cute, then there is a girl I Hooked up with on vacation 5 years ago. Then there was a girl I made out with and that grinded against me in a club when I was around 16-17, then a girl at an internship that seemed interested in pretty much every guy there, to differing degrees, and I was a guy there but in the end I think she hooked up with at least one of the other guys and not me, I remember the girl I was friends with in middle school that I developed a crush on, she ended up being the first girl in our class that everyone knew had sex (not with me tho), there was this other middle eastern girl who drove a Lambo or a Ferrari or something ridiculously expensive at like 19 years old and she used to always come by a gas station I worked at at that time and Idk if I just imagined it but I thought she had kinda found a liking to me specifically, then at a point I was really jacked and I took my shirt off at another job to change into something else and there was this cute girl who looked at me in that moment and she tried starting a conversation with me like 3-4 times at the same day, then there where two exchange students from France that my sister brought into our home and one of them played footsie with me under the table when we where eating, and when we played cards our arms and shoulder “accidentally” touched a lot and I thought I had a good chance of hooking up with her but nothing happened because I was to shy to make it happen, then there where girls on different vacations that I was Interested in. More girls in uni, in school, in different jobs, neighbours, girls in the gym, at sport courses. A Scandinavian women I sat next to in the bus once that gave me a massive boner by just asking me a question about where to get out.
Cabinet of broken dreams and missed chances in my memory.
This is just a small taste. I remember every single word, every kiss, every touch, every look into my direction where I thought “did I see some interest in there ? Or at least sympathy? Or is she just in a good mood?” And non of that goes out of my head. And in a perfect world I would’ve dated every single one of them. I could imagine myself with every single one of those girls for every type of relationship from a simple hook up to something really serious. I’d be down for everything, with all of them, still now.
More than one, some deeper than others. The thoughts have lessened with intensity throughout the years, but occasionally a little reminder of them will bring back an extended period of reminiscence. The smell of wisteria on the spring air – a particular song, almost forgotten, suddenly heard once again. Some people leave an indelible mark on the heart.
yes but in a diff way. my elementary school crush has NO digital footprint and i search him every now and then bc i have no idea what he looks like now lol
Yeah two guysā¦ one I met online a long time ago and he was the prettiest guy I have ever seen! Second one I saw in my city only and had an eye contact and he smiled at me so I smiled back hehe! Then never saw him again tho šš
About a month or 2 ago I had a dream about someone I had a crush on in elementary and middle school. We spent our entire time in elementary school together and had all of our classes together in 6th grade. We werenāt best friends or anything but we got along decently. 6th grade is a blur however. Things changed significantly at that point because the atmosphere and dynamic was completely different. I was a diversity quota at the rich elementary school being lucky enough to be one of the bad neighborhoods that got to attend. When we got to middle school it was evenly integrated between both race and class. The classes we got were mostly a nightmare. More so for her. Iām from the hood, despite still catching hell for being the quiet awkward kid, I still adapted a lot better than the rich (white) kids who drew the short end of the stick and got stuck in classes with the hell hounds. I vaguely remember her sticking close to me when school first started because she was on her own. But I canāt remember if we had a falling out. For some reason I feel like we did. Either she randomly started being mean to me to fit in, or I unintentionally did something that pushed her away. In any case. I never saw her again after that year. Didnāt have 7th grade classes with her and I switched schools our 8th grade year because the bullying on my end got so bad.
That being said Iāll casually think about people I went to elementary school with specifically. 98% of the rich kids I lost all contact with. We just lived in entirely separate worlds. It was very clear those friendships died at our 5th grade graduation. But her specifically I forgot all about. At least until I had this dream of me and her. It was innocent. Just us in the past holding hands and being really nice and loving to each other.
When I woke up, I immediately decided to look her up on instagram and found her with relative ease. She moved out the city which isnāt surprising as our city is pretty rough and few opportunities. But I noticed 2 things significantly. She seems to be HIGHLY successful running her own vintage clothing company now and is super into fashion. The other thing is sheās drop dead gorgeous to the point I got butterflies seeing her face again.
Itās driving me nuts now because I canāt remember exactly how our friendship ended and if it was neutral or something negative happened. I also want to reintroduce myself so bad. But simultaneously I think itās weird to be like āhey remember me? We knew each other 6 years of elementary school and our first year of middle school together.ā The other glaring thing is how bad I fell off and look is incredibly embarrassing in comparison to someone who has their life together and then some. Glancing at her lifestyle, she lives one most people dream of. Meanwhile Iām scraping by selling all my shit trying to make it month to month š.
Iāve never reached out nor do I plan to. I did follow her IG. I think itās really cool how heavy she is into fashion and she has great taste. Iām happy for her that sheās found so much success. Iāve been crushing heavy on her again which is so random, but I donāt think there is anything wrong with an innocent crush I have no intent or real interest in pursuing.
There was this one crush I had in high school. I was a sophomore, he was a freshman. We found out we lived one street over from each other. We both walked home, so once we found that out, he would walk me home every day. We held hands, and kissed goodbye a couple times. He was cute and I crushed on him hard. Then winter break came. I never got his number, so we never had any contact over winter break.
After winter break, he ghosted me hard and acted like he had no idea who I was. Wouldnāt look at me, wouldnāt walk me home. Just nothing. I resented him the whole time. I tried and tried to talk to him to figure out what happened, but he would always dodge or avoid it. I eventually got him to sign my yearbook one time and basically said āsorry that happenedā or whatever. Heās married now and so am I. But what the hell man.
Yep. The girl from college that I completely failed at getting to know due to my own awkwardness. I fucked things up badly, and still wonder sometimes if I could have made it work if I had tried the right thing.
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No joke
There’s a girl a wrote a few messages with back and forth a few months ago, and that I found really cute Then there is this girl I had a uni group work with and I really wanted to hook up with her in that moment, then there is this one girl that I was just instantly attracted to first time I saw her but she has a bf, then there is this other girl I did something with once but then I just didn’t wrote her anymore because I wasn’t sure if I was interested and she knows other girls I find kinda interesting so I didn’t want to close possible doors by shooting my shot, then there is this girl from my dorm that moved away that seemed kinda interested in me like a year or two ago but I didn’t make a move, then there is another girl I had a group project with that I kinda flirted with during it a bit last year, then there is even another girl from a group project that I flirted with a bit at the time but more like 4-5 years ago, then there is a girl from my high-school class that I almost dated back then, then there are 4-5 other girls from my high-school class that I was kinda Into as well, then there is another girl who smiled at me a lot some time ago and I really liked her vibe, actually there are several ones of those, I remember a cute girl who was a nurse or something in that vain in a doctors office and she smiled a lot when she took my blood and seemed kinda shy and cute, then there is a girl I Hooked up with on vacation 5 years ago. Then there was a girl I made out with and that grinded against me in a club when I was around 16-17, then a girl at an internship that seemed interested in pretty much every guy there, to differing degrees, and I was a guy there but in the end I think she hooked up with at least one of the other guys and not me, I remember the girl I was friends with in middle school that I developed a crush on, she ended up being the first girl in our class that everyone knew had sex (not with me tho), there was this other middle eastern girl who drove a Lambo or a Ferrari or something ridiculously expensive at like 19 years old and she used to always come by a gas station I worked at at that time and Idk if I just imagined it but I thought she had kinda found a liking to me specifically, then at a point I was really jacked and I took my shirt off at another job to change into something else and there was this cute girl who looked at me in that moment and she tried starting a conversation with me like 3-4 times at the same day, then there where two exchange students from France that my sister brought into our home and one of them played footsie with me under the table when we where eating, and when we played cards our arms and shoulder “accidentally” touched a lot and I thought I had a good chance of hooking up with her but nothing happened because I was to shy to make it happen, then there where girls on different vacations that I was Interested in. More girls in uni, in school, in different jobs, neighbours, girls in the gym, at sport courses. A Scandinavian women I sat next to in the bus once that gave me a massive boner by just asking me a question about where to get out.
Cabinet of broken dreams and missed chances in my memory.
This is just a small taste. I remember every single word, every kiss, every touch, every look into my direction where I thought “did I see some interest in there ? Or at least sympathy? Or is she just in a good mood?” And non of that goes out of my head. And in a perfect world I would’ve dated every single one of them. I could imagine myself with every single one of those girls for every type of relationship from a simple hook up to something really serious. I’d be down for everything, with all of them, still now.
I have a few. Found out most of them died/are dying.
I feel bad now š
More than one, some deeper than others. The thoughts have lessened with intensity throughout the years, but occasionally a little reminder of them will bring back an extended period of reminiscence. The smell of wisteria on the spring air – a particular song, almost forgotten, suddenly heard once again. Some people leave an indelible mark on the heart.
I’m still hung up on that guy from my high school choir, 28 years later, what a total mind-fk!
Yeah, Iāve got a few. Iām demisexual, thatās what we do.
Every so often I remember how giddy I was when I was mutually crushing on the guy who ghosted me in college lmao
I’m currently in a loving and healthy relationship with the guy I plan to marry
yes but in a diff way. my elementary school crush has NO digital footprint and i search him every now and then bc i have no idea what he looks like now lol
It can be one of the great joys in life. In my memory they will never get old.
I had a crush in high school who was actually into me.
I do think about it at random.
Long ago I said āNoā. It was the right thing to do, but do you know the song by Roy Orbison,āIn Dreamsā?
Yeah two guysā¦ one I met online a long time ago and he was the prettiest guy I have ever seen! Second one I saw in my city only and had an eye contact and he smiled at me so I smiled back hehe! Then never saw him again tho šš
About a month or 2 ago I had a dream about someone I had a crush on in elementary and middle school. We spent our entire time in elementary school together and had all of our classes together in 6th grade. We werenāt best friends or anything but we got along decently. 6th grade is a blur however. Things changed significantly at that point because the atmosphere and dynamic was completely different. I was a diversity quota at the rich elementary school being lucky enough to be one of the bad neighborhoods that got to attend. When we got to middle school it was evenly integrated between both race and class. The classes we got were mostly a nightmare. More so for her. Iām from the hood, despite still catching hell for being the quiet awkward kid, I still adapted a lot better than the rich (white) kids who drew the short end of the stick and got stuck in classes with the hell hounds. I vaguely remember her sticking close to me when school first started because she was on her own. But I canāt remember if we had a falling out. For some reason I feel like we did. Either she randomly started being mean to me to fit in, or I unintentionally did something that pushed her away. In any case. I never saw her again after that year. Didnāt have 7th grade classes with her and I switched schools our 8th grade year because the bullying on my end got so bad.
That being said Iāll casually think about people I went to elementary school with specifically. 98% of the rich kids I lost all contact with. We just lived in entirely separate worlds. It was very clear those friendships died at our 5th grade graduation. But her specifically I forgot all about. At least until I had this dream of me and her. It was innocent. Just us in the past holding hands and being really nice and loving to each other.
When I woke up, I immediately decided to look her up on instagram and found her with relative ease. She moved out the city which isnāt surprising as our city is pretty rough and few opportunities. But I noticed 2 things significantly. She seems to be HIGHLY successful running her own vintage clothing company now and is super into fashion. The other thing is sheās drop dead gorgeous to the point I got butterflies seeing her face again.
Itās driving me nuts now because I canāt remember exactly how our friendship ended and if it was neutral or something negative happened. I also want to reintroduce myself so bad. But simultaneously I think itās weird to be like āhey remember me? We knew each other 6 years of elementary school and our first year of middle school together.ā The other glaring thing is how bad I fell off and look is incredibly embarrassing in comparison to someone who has their life together and then some. Glancing at her lifestyle, she lives one most people dream of. Meanwhile Iām scraping by selling all my shit trying to make it month to month š.
Iāve never reached out nor do I plan to. I did follow her IG. I think itās really cool how heavy she is into fashion and she has great taste. Iām happy for her that sheās found so much success. Iāve been crushing heavy on her again which is so random, but I donāt think there is anything wrong with an innocent crush I have no intent or real interest in pursuing.
Go ahead and hop on over to r/limerence
There was this one crush I had in high school. I was a sophomore, he was a freshman. We found out we lived one street over from each other. We both walked home, so once we found that out, he would walk me home every day. We held hands, and kissed goodbye a couple times. He was cute and I crushed on him hard. Then winter break came. I never got his number, so we never had any contact over winter break.
After winter break, he ghosted me hard and acted like he had no idea who I was. Wouldnāt look at me, wouldnāt walk me home. Just nothing. I resented him the whole time. I tried and tried to talk to him to figure out what happened, but he would always dodge or avoid it. I eventually got him to sign my yearbook one time and basically said āsorry that happenedā or whatever. Heās married now and so am I. But what the hell man.
It’s been …. 39 years and I can’t get over it. I’m still crushing on my elementary school sweetheart. Fucks sake
I still talk to her weekly. Praying for a miracle. Never going to happen. She knows I would do anything for her.
She’s stuck in some crappy abusive marriage. And she won’t leave. š
(Edit) After 3 minutes of writing this. I’m in tears. Yet again. Fucked
Yep. The girl from college that I completely failed at getting to know due to my own awkwardness. I fucked things up badly, and still wonder sometimes if I could have made it work if I had tried the right thing.
Can’t stop having my middle school crush pop into my dreams – 11 years later. It’s nice to know I’m not alone š