I love you.
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What more is there to say? I love you. I have for nearly two years. I've always known you'd never feel the same, but it's hit me in the face recently, what with the new girlfriend and all. You haven't told me, but I know. I see it, in everything that you are.
I don't know how to get over you. I've gotten so used to feeling this way, it's almost natural. It's almost like breathing, for me.
She goes to my school. How can I look at her and not feel sick to my stomach? She's a lovely girl, I know her, at least a little. I don't know what I'm going to do.
I'm fourteen. Tell me I'll get over it. Tell me love doesn't mean anything at this age, that I don't know the meaning of the word anyway. That one day, this will be nothing more than a funny memory I can tall my grandchildren. Tell me that this feeling DOES, in fact, go away, because I'm doubting how much longer I can go for without imploding.
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Submitted 02-13-2007 22:36
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advice from Guest1971033 | 03-01-2007 16:18 | E : 0 | S : 0
Boys suck pierod, it seems like the ones you want to be with never like you and the ones you don't want to be with like you.
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advice from Guest2510760 | 03-07-2007 13:26 | E : 0 | S : 0
The hurt will diminish over time, and perhaps out of that hurt you will learn something about your own strength.
"Loving" someone is wanting the to be happy, whether it is with you or with another.
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