When I read your story, I thought of myself. Today is the 1583rd day since I fell in love with him. Perhaps I am more familiar with his back than I am more familiar with him as a person. I have liked him for so long, but I have never said a word to him. The only conversations we had were two or three sentences on the phone. He is excellent. There are many people who like him, but I am just the most common one among his many admirers. I fell in love with him at first sight. At the New Year's Day performance on the second day of the lunar new year, many people were performing the song "Father" on the stage, but my eyes fell on him, and with just one glance, I was completely captivated. He and I separated in junior high school and we were not in the same high school. We haven't seen each other for nearly a year, I don't know. Whether I have let him go or not, I only know that I have an indescribable emotion in my heart every time I think of him. My good friend is in the same school as him. According to what she told me, he already has a girlfriend, and she is as good as him. They are both in the best class. The girl is said to be very cute and beautiful. They are a good match. Is it a pity? Maybe, if I had worked harder, I could have been in the same high school as him, and we could have crossed paths.
If nothing else, I will never see him again after the college entrance examination. When I was in my second year of high school, I confessed my love through the mobile phone. I just expressed my feelings, not asked for a relationship. He has your choice, I have my choice, and I respect his choice. He is very good, but I am not good enough. I hope he can meet a girl with eyes full of you. I hope everything goes well for him. I will not regret my impulse, but I just feel so sorry. We may never meet again in this life.
I have liked someone for three years, or five years, but I still haven't completely let go of him. I don't know how to let go. Maybe it was love at first sight, maybe it was brewed by time, sometimes I think it is fate, but he is also a secret that I have carefully hidden in my heart for many years. I even hid it until I knew he was testing me, but I still pretended to be nonchalant.
The fifteen-year-old's love lasts a long time. This sentence is like a omen of my destiny, clearly and profoundly engraved on the trajectory of my life. When I was in junior high school, I was fortunate enough to meet a Chinese teacher who loved reading and sharing. Under his influence, I fell madly in love with reading. I read a lot of novels and magazines. I like to copy sentences that touch my soul while reading. But many of them I forget after copying them, but as long as I copy them, they will always leave traces. Once during a late reading, my deskmate discovered my habit of copying out sentences at random, and then read them sentence by sentence. Finally, he said he liked the sentence "The love of a fifteen-year-old is very long." At that time, I was a silly person who didn't understand emotions. When someone came to my classmate to confess to me in class, he would just be at a loss and laugh and say, "Go away, stop talking nonsense." In fact, I really didn't understand emotions at that time. Time will make you understand a lot of things, and it will also dilute everything. After you miss the time that should be said, there is no need to say anything. So that fifteen-year-old love sentence that accidentally fell on my heart lasted a long time. To me, it was like a magic spell. It came true when I was fifteen years old. I hated the so-called sense of fate that was destined and inescapable, so when everything came, I resisted, hated, and had no choice.
But when I was fifteen, the person I met seemed to be really brave. He lived freely, knew what he wanted, and would work hard to get it. He easily had everything I liked, and I was crazy envious. But what he was fighting for was the sport that I hated the most. It only took time from the age of four to the age of fourteen or fifteen to go from being a cowboy to being a bully. I began to hate being in crowds and standing in conspicuous places. I wanted to be transparent and have no trace of my existence. Meeting him really caught me off guard. As a confused and face-blind person, it is difficult to remember someone I have only met once, but fate seemed to have left every aspect of my introduction to classmates that day to him, asking me to remember him. That day, I only remembered him. Because of my childhood habits, I really don't like to deal with people, and I don't like to tell people when I go out, so I don't want to ask for leave during class unless I have to. This is probably the reason for sugar, and then I frequently asked for leave during running exercises, or didn't go without asking for leave), as if I was running away on purpose, so he came to question me many times. I probably felt more self-loathing at that time, and I was annoyed by him. I really hated him to the extreme, but he was the kind of person I envied, and it was really complicated for him. What's interesting is that I have a big heart, and I don't remember the money in my meal card very much. Then one time when I was eating, I ran out of money in my card, and then he swiped it for me (but he took someone else's card. That person was my junior high school classmate and my high school classmate at the time), and then asked me to return it to that classmate (it seemed like I owe him favors but I don't owe him favors, it's so annoying), so at that time, his behavior was really a mistake. At the beginning of my change, I still felt very complicated. How should I put it, I feel that I am a person who lacks love and needs to be strong, but I am easily moved by the kindness of others. So, at that moment, I decided not to argue with him about the annoying things he said before. To this day, I still feel that I was in a very complicated mood at that time and couldn't figure it out at all. Of course, I can't figure it out now either.
I feel like I may be a bit of a love brain, and I can be deceived by others with just a piece of candy. Then, naturally, I paid attention to him subconsciously. Maybe, I have my own ego, and then my scope of attention is limited to the boundaries I have drawn. I only know that he likes physical education class, basketball, and football, which are completely different from me. I am just a person who can not move at all during the day. Moving is like a fantasy. A very amazing thing happened. One day during recess, I saw him talking to a girl I liked and admired very much, and with a strong purpose. I guessed in an instant that he liked her. Sure enough, the next day, I heard from someone else that he confessed to the girl, but she refused. Forgive me for laughing unkindly at the time. (But he has really good taste, and that girl is really nice.) In my senior year of high school, I felt that I might have been exposed (by talking in my sleep and being overheard). Many people were testing me, including him. Then I subconsciously felt that I was more envious of him than I liked him. I don't know if my autosuggestion was working. , My feelings for him are not so obvious anymore, but I have a lot of subtle concerns, which I carefully hide. When I found out that he might know and test me, I seemed to have predicted his prediction. I kept an expressionless face in advance and tried to overcome it. It was another period of battle of wits and courage to avoid revealing my true talents (or maybe my face was too cute and deceptive). I was in my third year of high school at the time, which was very important. I originally wanted to put everything aside after the college entrance examination. I originally wanted to confess to him. But I failed the college entrance examination (I was in the same examination room with the boy from junior high school who was rejected for confessing to me, so embarrassing). I was really about to cry. As soon as I turned around, I saw him standing not far away, surrounded by our classmates. I couldn't go there to seek comfort. I was so angry and even more sad. That night, I learned that I could go back. Home, I left directly, alas, (when I left, there were not many people in the classroom, but he was there, and I like to sit in the last row. At that time, he was sitting next to my seat, also in the last row, but I did not say goodbye to him. Maybe I am not such a pretentious person, or maybe I stopped my losses in time and didn't like him that much). When I went back to school the next day to move things, after I moved things to my father under the school overpass, I turned around and saw him again, and then we passed each other across the sea of people. On the same day, I was passing by the overpass and suddenly wanted to see the school on a whim. At the same time, he passed by the teaching building next to me and met his classmates. After moving the things down, I felt a little at a loss for a moment, and then I looked at the scenery calmly, but I don't remember whether he saw me. He seemed to be talking (the gods whisper, and I look up to you - Internet article). Of course, at that moment, I felt more like a god overlooking all living beings. My failure in the college entrance examination really hit me hard. Maybe it was because I fell into the trap of novels, and for some reason, my mentality collapsed during the college entrance examination. I failed, and then became even sadder. I was decadent at home for a long time, and then I figured it out. There is a huge gap between me and him, almost completely opposite people, and our life experiences are also very different. I don't even know what kind of person he is, I only know that he has a good family, and my mentality collapsed at the time, I had low self-esteem, cowardice, and powerlessness. Then I cut off my feelings for him with only pride, and I kept avoiding situations where he would appear. Maybe I'm proud and have low self-esteem. I don't dare to talk to him. I don't want to see a bad version of myself in his eyes. I just want to keep everything in the best moments. (Maybe it was his misfortune to meet a capricious, flirtatious and irresponsible person like me.) To be honest, he may always be flirting with what he can't get, because I really liked him once, and that love was pure and strong. For me, feelings are always the seasoning. I have never had deep feelings. Maybe I am born to be cold-blooded. To like him is really a difficult experience and experience. A few months ago, I felt a little sad when I found out that he was in a relationship. Although it was my decision and I personally pushed him away (nothing was said, he may also be confused about whether I like him or not), but I don't think I'm very sorry, because after careful consideration, I decided to push him away. If I were with him, I would have to go through too many immature relationships, and it will be miserable if I can't forget it in the future. Let's cut the knot with a quick knife, or let go if it's inappropriate earlier. , Don't wait until it will be unforgettable for a lifetime, maybe I am more ruthless and feel a little sorry for him), but I really can't let it go quickly. I still don't know whether I like him more, envy him more, or move him more. This is really an unsolvable question. But now I still like him, and it's true that I haven't forgotten him yet. Maybe, I will let him go in the future, but I will never forget that I once only knew that I liked him very passionately, but I carefully restrained myself (summer is always warm, and so is the boy I love). I'm glad that I met him and he brightened up my stagnant youth.
I once loved you, but I have to give up on you.
I will never forget that when I was fifteen years old, there was a person who taught me courage and love.
Thank you sir for passing by my world, but I have to say: Goodbye, sir.
Although it will not be known to you like "Letter from a Strange Woman", my youth was very passionate and I liked it very much. I once hated the bad version of myself, the past that I could not change, the mistakes I had made, and the weird, selfish, cold and hypocritical version of myself. But now, I am learning to reconcile with myself. Maybe one day, I can say to you proudly, confidently and brightly: Hey, sir, long time no see.
You can't meet someone who is too amazing when you are young, otherwise you won't be able to love someone seriously for the rest of your life.
I feel like I am a girl who likes wind and freedom, and is wild at heart. I usually have a lot of bad taste, even though I look like a quiet and simple person (I don't really want this deceptive face, I obviously want a bright and aggressive face, hey)
Women are like arms and legs, and men are like clothes. Alas, men will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword. It's time to put it down.
Those who are lucky enough to see you should let go of your obsessions as soon as possible and work hard to live.
(Hopefully, don't mind me complaining, I'll save my life)
When I was scrolling through Douyin, I saw someone recommended this book. I clicked on it out of curiosity, but after reading it, I felt a little empty in my heart.
Big hug! Let's just say, girls who like other people but still stay true to themselves are super cool (‵▽′)/
The spring of 2022 is here, and I have liked you for another year.
But secret love is so painful that it can only be endured by one person
We will all be happy, for sure!!
"I am good-looking" is a big bug for the author~
"Good-looking me" Oh
How come the author is so good at writing about secret love hahaha, Emma feels the same way
When I read your story, I thought of myself. Today is the 1583rd day since I fell in love with him. Perhaps I am more familiar with his back than I am more familiar with him as a person. I have liked him for so long, but I have never said a word to him. The only conversations we had were two or three sentences on the phone. He is excellent. There are many people who like him, but I am just the most common one among his many admirers. I fell in love with him at first sight. At the New Year's Day performance on the second day of the lunar new year, many people were performing the song "Father" on the stage, but my eyes fell on him, and with just one glance, I was completely captivated. He and I separated in junior high school and we were not in the same high school. We haven't seen each other for nearly a year, I don't know. Whether I have let him go or not, I only know that I have an indescribable emotion in my heart every time I think of him. My good friend is in the same school as him. According to what she told me, he already has a girlfriend, and she is as good as him. They are both in the best class. The girl is said to be very cute and beautiful. They are a good match. Is it a pity? Maybe, if I had worked harder, I could have been in the same high school as him, and we could have crossed paths. If nothing else, I will never see him again after the college entrance examination. When I was in my second year of high school, I confessed my love through the mobile phone. I just expressed my feelings, not asked for a relationship. He has your choice, I have my choice, and I respect his choice. He is very good, but I am not good enough. I hope he can meet a girl with eyes full of you. I hope everything goes well for him. I will not regret my impulse, but I just feel so sorry. We may never meet again in this life.
I have liked someone for three years, or five years, but I still haven't completely let go of him. I don't know how to let go. Maybe it was love at first sight, maybe it was brewed by time, sometimes I think it is fate, but he is also a secret that I have carefully hidden in my heart for many years. I even hid it until I knew he was testing me, but I still pretended to be nonchalant. The fifteen-year-old's love lasts a long time. This sentence is like a omen of my destiny, clearly and profoundly engraved on the trajectory of my life. When I was in junior high school, I was fortunate enough to meet a Chinese teacher who loved reading and sharing. Under his influence, I fell madly in love with reading. I read a lot of novels and magazines. I like to copy sentences that touch my soul while reading. But many of them I forget after copying them, but as long as I copy them, they will always leave traces. Once during a late reading, my deskmate discovered my habit of copying out sentences at random, and then read them sentence by sentence. Finally, he said he liked the sentence "The love of a fifteen-year-old is very long." At that time, I was a silly person who didn't understand emotions. When someone came to my classmate to confess to me in class, he would just be at a loss and laugh and say, "Go away, stop talking nonsense." In fact, I really didn't understand emotions at that time. Time will make you understand a lot of things, and it will also dilute everything. After you miss the time that should be said, there is no need to say anything. So that fifteen-year-old love sentence that accidentally fell on my heart lasted a long time. To me, it was like a magic spell. It came true when I was fifteen years old. I hated the so-called sense of fate that was destined and inescapable, so when everything came, I resisted, hated, and had no choice. But when I was fifteen, the person I met seemed to be really brave. He lived freely, knew what he wanted, and would work hard to get it. He easily had everything I liked, and I was crazy envious. But what he was fighting for was the sport that I hated the most. It only took time from the age of four to the age of fourteen or fifteen to go from being a cowboy to being a bully. I began to hate being in crowds and standing in conspicuous places. I wanted to be transparent and have no trace of my existence. Meeting him really caught me off guard. As a confused and face-blind person, it is difficult to remember someone I have only met once, but fate seemed to have left every aspect of my introduction to classmates that day to him, asking me to remember him. That day, I only remembered him. Because of my childhood habits, I really don't like to deal with people, and I don't like to tell people when I go out, so I don't want to ask for leave during class unless I have to. This is probably the reason for sugar, and then I frequently asked for leave during running exercises, or didn't go without asking for leave), as if I was running away on purpose, so he came to question me many times. I probably felt more self-loathing at that time, and I was annoyed by him. I really hated him to the extreme, but he was the kind of person I envied, and it was really complicated for him. What's interesting is that I have a big heart, and I don't remember the money in my meal card very much. Then one time when I was eating, I ran out of money in my card, and then he swiped it for me (but he took someone else's card. That person was my junior high school classmate and my high school classmate at the time), and then asked me to return it to that classmate (it seemed like I owe him favors but I don't owe him favors, it's so annoying), so at that time, his behavior was really a mistake. At the beginning of my change, I still felt very complicated. How should I put it, I feel that I am a person who lacks love and needs to be strong, but I am easily moved by the kindness of others. So, at that moment, I decided not to argue with him about the annoying things he said before. To this day, I still feel that I was in a very complicated mood at that time and couldn't figure it out at all. Of course, I can't figure it out now either. I feel like I may be a bit of a love brain, and I can be deceived by others with just a piece of candy. Then, naturally, I paid attention to him subconsciously. Maybe, I have my own ego, and then my scope of attention is limited to the boundaries I have drawn. I only know that he likes physical education class, basketball, and football, which are completely different from me. I am just a person who can not move at all during the day. Moving is like a fantasy. A very amazing thing happened. One day during recess, I saw him talking to a girl I liked and admired very much, and with a strong purpose. I guessed in an instant that he liked her. Sure enough, the next day, I heard from someone else that he confessed to the girl, but she refused. Forgive me for laughing unkindly at the time. (But he has really good taste, and that girl is really nice.) In my senior year of high school, I felt that I might have been exposed (by talking in my sleep and being overheard). Many people were testing me, including him. Then I subconsciously felt that I was more envious of him than I liked him. I don't know if my autosuggestion was working. , My feelings for him are not so obvious anymore, but I have a lot of subtle concerns, which I carefully hide. When I found out that he might know and test me, I seemed to have predicted his prediction. I kept an expressionless face in advance and tried to overcome it. It was another period of battle of wits and courage to avoid revealing my true talents (or maybe my face was too cute and deceptive). I was in my third year of high school at the time, which was very important. I originally wanted to put everything aside after the college entrance examination. I originally wanted to confess to him. But I failed the college entrance examination (I was in the same examination room with the boy from junior high school who was rejected for confessing to me, so embarrassing). I was really about to cry. As soon as I turned around, I saw him standing not far away, surrounded by our classmates. I couldn't go there to seek comfort. I was so angry and even more sad. That night, I learned that I could go back. Home, I left directly, alas, (when I left, there were not many people in the classroom, but he was there, and I like to sit in the last row. At that time, he was sitting next to my seat, also in the last row, but I did not say goodbye to him. Maybe I am not such a pretentious person, or maybe I stopped my losses in time and didn't like him that much). When I went back to school the next day to move things, after I moved things to my father under the school overpass, I turned around and saw him again, and then we passed each other across the sea of people. On the same day, I was passing by the overpass and suddenly wanted to see the school on a whim. At the same time, he passed by the teaching building next to me and met his classmates. After moving the things down, I felt a little at a loss for a moment, and then I looked at the scenery calmly, but I don't remember whether he saw me. He seemed to be talking (the gods whisper, and I look up to you - Internet article). Of course, at that moment, I felt more like a god overlooking all living beings. My failure in the college entrance examination really hit me hard. Maybe it was because I fell into the trap of novels, and for some reason, my mentality collapsed during the college entrance examination. I failed, and then became even sadder. I was decadent at home for a long time, and then I figured it out. There is a huge gap between me and him, almost completely opposite people, and our life experiences are also very different. I don't even know what kind of person he is, I only know that he has a good family, and my mentality collapsed at the time, I had low self-esteem, cowardice, and powerlessness. Then I cut off my feelings for him with only pride, and I kept avoiding situations where he would appear. Maybe I'm proud and have low self-esteem. I don't dare to talk to him. I don't want to see a bad version of myself in his eyes. I just want to keep everything in the best moments. (Maybe it was his misfortune to meet a capricious, flirtatious and irresponsible person like me.) To be honest, he may always be flirting with what he can't get, because I really liked him once, and that love was pure and strong. For me, feelings are always the seasoning. I have never had deep feelings. Maybe I am born to be cold-blooded. To like him is really a difficult experience and experience. A few months ago, I felt a little sad when I found out that he was in a relationship. Although it was my decision and I personally pushed him away (nothing was said, he may also be confused about whether I like him or not), but I don't think I'm very sorry, because after careful consideration, I decided to push him away. If I were with him, I would have to go through too many immature relationships, and it will be miserable if I can't forget it in the future. Let's cut the knot with a quick knife, or let go if it's inappropriate earlier. , Don't wait until it will be unforgettable for a lifetime, maybe I am more ruthless and feel a little sorry for him), but I really can't let it go quickly. I still don't know whether I like him more, envy him more, or move him more. This is really an unsolvable question. But now I still like him, and it's true that I haven't forgotten him yet. Maybe, I will let him go in the future, but I will never forget that I once only knew that I liked him very passionately, but I carefully restrained myself (summer is always warm, and so is the boy I love). I'm glad that I met him and he brightened up my stagnant youth. I once loved you, but I have to give up on you. I will never forget that when I was fifteen years old, there was a person who taught me courage and love. Thank you sir for passing by my world, but I have to say: Goodbye, sir. Although it will not be known to you like "Letter from a Strange Woman", my youth was very passionate and I liked it very much. I once hated the bad version of myself, the past that I could not change, the mistakes I had made, and the weird, selfish, cold and hypocritical version of myself. But now, I am learning to reconcile with myself. Maybe one day, I can say to you proudly, confidently and brightly: Hey, sir, long time no see. You can't meet someone who is too amazing when you are young, otherwise you won't be able to love someone seriously for the rest of your life. I feel like I am a girl who likes wind and freedom, and is wild at heart. I usually have a lot of bad taste, even though I look like a quiet and simple person (I don't really want this deceptive face, I obviously want a bright and aggressive face, hey) Women are like arms and legs, and men are like clothes. Alas, men will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword. It's time to put it down. Those who are lucky enough to see you should let go of your obsessions as soon as possible and work hard to live. (Hopefully, don't mind me complaining, I'll save my life)
When I was scrolling through Douyin, I saw someone recommended this book. I clicked on it out of curiosity, but after reading it, I felt a little empty in my heart.
Big hug! Let's just say, girls who like other people but still stay true to themselves are super cool (‵▽′)/
The spring of 2022 is here, and I have liked you for another year.
But secret love is so painful that it can only be endured by one person
We will all be happy, for sure!!
"I am good-looking" is a big bug for the author~ "Good-looking me" Oh
How come the author is so good at writing about secret love hahaha, Emma feels the same way
Secret love is just a sad little thing