I fell in love with my young elementary French teacher 12 years ago. I was 8. I still am head over heals in love with her. I am a girl and have never had any feelings to this extent for anyone else. My love for her keeps growing everyday and I can’t help myself. I don’t know how, but I had the courage to add her on a famous social networking site. Of course, she didn’t remember me as I had hoped she would. I did not add her on the site with the intention of stalking her. I only added her to ease the pain of her absence. I am now 20 years old and still remember the way she entered class, with her lovely curly hair, gorgeousness and wit. We live continents apart, but even the long distance in itself is not enough for me to confess to her. That will never happen because it would be very awkward for her, and I wouldn’t ever dream of putting her in that situation. One day I might, when I become a little more crazier. But until that day comes, I hope whoever she ends up with will cherish her, respect and love her without boundaries for the rest of her life. I know I will love her for the rest of mine.
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That was heartbreaking and bittersweet! I sincerely hope everything works out for you and you will be able to go easier on yourself. I am sure there is someone out there who feels the same way about you 🙂
Elementary teacher and that was what?? 12 years ago??? Woww!!! She musta been a special one huh????
your entry makes me smile in nostalgia. 12 years ago, i was 11, and i lived the exact same story with my teacher. she took my breath away everytime i saw her, it was incredibly awkward yet amazingly sweet. you know that feeling that when you look in her eyes, you’d see untold stories that ONLY you can guess? or that awesome feeling of peace when you know that you’re gonna see her today? i took pleasure in the pain, and let the heartache overwhelm me. that’s when i started writing. i wrote poetry for her, and i had the courage to show them to her. when i turned 15, she left the school, and after months of loneliness and isolation, i decided to take those 50 poems that i wrote and all my diaries from that time, and throw them in the garbage. i needed to get over it, and that was the only way I could think of. i felt great knowing that she has a copy of them (she still does), but i didn’t want to have them around at the time.
it took many great persons in my life, but i was finally able to move past it all. i met her again 2 years ago, found out that she’s married, has a boy and a girl. it was a great way to put a closure on the story and move on.
i definitely don’t regret ANY of those years, at all, they made me who i am now, but it’s difficult for me to talk about them in front of anyone, because as we grow older, we tend to forget the innocence of our young years. a feeling like that can be regarded as unacceptable by people from our age but i wanted to make sure that you see that at least someone understands you. i won’t give you advices on how to get over it, you will find your own way, i’m sure. you will first notice it when you start smiling when you think of her, instead of feeling your heart being crushed inside your body. that’s when you start moving on, and i hope you find that peace soon.
uhh eewwww you are a girl and fell in love with HER as in a WOMAN uhh sorry but you must be pretty fucked up huh ?
that is reallyyyy disgusting
uh…..eww!?
you’re a girl and you fell in love with HER as in a WOMAN
you missy are very very very disgusting
i guess you’re pretty fucked up, huh?