Teenage Crush

And then it hit me.

We all have our teenage crushes. Mine was worse than most. I craved for this girl in high school, thought about her way too much, dreamt about her, prayed about spending my life with her, longed to be with her.

It was never meant to be. There was no teenage dirtbag fairytale. I was way too shy to talk to her, let alone ask her out. I was jealous of her boyfriends. She was in a totally different crowd to me, the type I slightly envied.

I had tried to reach her years after graduating and pored hours into my desperate search to tell her my feelings. One day, four years later I came across her father’s email address while doing a search for her on the internet. I contacted him to contact her. It didn’t work. Later, I somehow found her email address and sent her a long email revealing how I felt about her. She took it well but she was in a long term relationship and my heart dropped.

I stopped contacting her and recently she reinitiated contact. It brought back a lot of memories. I felt that it is comforting to open up about this and wish us all the best with our futures.