Man, it takes real callousness for her to ask a man she knew had a crush on her to help her connect with his best friend.
Sorry to hear.
I’m not going to tell the whole story, but to give you some indication of how badly my subconscious was grasping onto this fantasy, I’ll say this: when I woke up on the first morning of my honeymoon with my wonderful wife with whom I was and am madly in love, I woke up out of a dream. In the dream, I had ditched my wife and gone to a prearranged rendezvous with Her From High School. We had a dramatic reunion and I told her that I’d gotten married. She understood and we had an intense goodby kiss. Then I woke up. This was at least a decade after the last time I’d even seen Her, let alone spoken to Her, and even IN High School, I knew perfectly well that she would never in a million years make me happy. Brains are unbelievably stupid sometimes.
In the spring of my eighth grade year, I was in my first real relationship. Her name was Maria, and she was the possessor of my heavy chrome ID bracelet, which at that time was almost as serious as an engagement ring. ( ah, to be fourteen again…)
When school let out, I was sent to my older sister’s house in another state for the summer. Long distance phone calls were very expensive then, so we wrote three or four times a week. The day I left Tennessee to go home, I was allowed to call her. I wouldn’t be home until almost midnight, so we planned to meet at the skating rink the next day.
She didn’t show. I went to her house and it was empty. All of the doors were unlocked and the furniture was gone. No one had any idea what had happened. I never saw Maria again.
Looking back, one scenario that fits is that her family left with no notice and entered witness protection.
Somewhere, there may be a nice Italian older lady who has a heavy chrome ID bracelet with my name engraved on it tucked away somewhere. I wonder if she takes it out sometimes and remembers our days together fondly from that more innocent time…
@omar
Thanks, brother. Im honored to have resurrected this thread like a Phoenix from the ashes! There are like 7 posts already! Wow! May it live on and help people forever, And may those that didn’t make it rest in peace. 
I did just that btw. Told her EVERYTHING lol. She didn’t take it very well at the time, but I have a feeling something got through. Instead of just ignoring me, she talked to me about it for a few hours over IM. She needs time to get over her ex and she thinks I do as well. Prolly be like most other posts here, but I feel so good that I told her what I really felt. It was like a weight off my shoulders! I might never get my dream girl, but at least I can say I tried. she’s still talking to me though, so there’s at least a little hope!
@ Stainless Steel Rat
Great Post, my brother in heartache. You’ve taught me what I need to do. I’m “fluffing it up” as we speak, but I think I might be able to save it. I’m sorry if it hurts to think about, but Do you think If you would have been there for her as a friend, she would have eventually come around? That’s kind of what Im going through now. I’m 26. She just got out of a relationship and she says she needs time and a friend to help her through. I’m thinking I’m going to have to get real comfortable with the friend zone for a while, if only just to show her I’m committed… Help? lol
Hey Andy, how did it go?
It might sound crazy, but I’m currently 33 and keep thinking about a guy from when I was 16. I hadn’t thought about him in years but now just recently he came back in my mind again. Maybe it’s because of some things that have happened to me recently. Recently, I’ve just felt real depressed and had an experience with a “friend” that has left me not wanting to trust anyone ever again. So then that made me think of when I was younger and more innocent and then that led me to think of him. What makes it even crazier is I never even spoke to this guy. It was an incident where I made eye contact with him, a feeling came up and I kept thinking of him. Maybe it was just lust, don’t know. But I looked him up in my yearbook back then and found out his name. And then just recently (since I’ve been so depressed) I googled him and I’m still attracted to him. In a way, I wish I could run into him or someone else even and just feel that instant connection. I think I’d do something about it this time. It’s like once I got older crushes just didn’t happen and I miss them. So thinking about my major crush that I used to have on him makes me feel happy and sad. Happy because it reminds me of when I was younger and sad because I don’t feel connected to anyone right now. I think I’m destined to be alone.
Why not look him up on Facebook or something? I can remember many girls from when I was 16 so he might remember you.
Cant hurt.
Quit pining about some guy you never even spoke to 17 years ago. How about doing something about it with someone in your current sphere? Ask someone for coffee. Get to know them. If that doesn’t work out, ask someone else. Get on a dating site. Do something different. Sitting around and waiting on some guy from high school that you never even spoke to, to show up and fulfill your fantasy, is going to be a long wait.
I saw a 2 year college girlfriend at a reunion a couple years ago.
I was shocked at her appearance. The words cow and hippo come to mind.
Well, I just know I knew how to pick 'em: She’s still my friend, and she just posted on Facebook something about how fear and compassion can’t coexist with regards to the Syrian refugees. I don’t care that she’s married now. She’s still an awesome person.
And, anyways, it was me who dropped the ball. She got away because I didn’t pursue. She’s made it quite clear that she liked me back many times. But I was too chicken to follow through.
I fell in love with this my high school sweetheart in Year 6 at first sight when we queued up for viewing the school. I didn’t even know his name until we moved into the school. Our teacher sat us near each other and we instantly flirt and were comfortable around each other. I didn’t tell him I had feelings for him. I was utterly smitten that sometimes I was sick. I’d go to school have panic attacks and pass out while in lessons of which he saw because he was sitting behind me.
We were good friends and I always admired him. We used to have fun and joke around a lot.
I’d find him staring at me and when we wore own clothes on Own clothes day/Creativity Week/Feast Day he would be staring at my ass in my Jeans or close contact i.e sitting as though we were glued together lolz 
Every Year we would wind each other up as a joke but then in Year 10 a new girl joined she saw us smiling at each other and sent it around the school that we were boyfriend and girlfriend. I thought nothing of it for the rest of the day it was only that the next day (Last day of Work Experience week) at lunch he confronted me with the girl standing next to us along with a friend. He shouted at me and called me names.
I saw her smiling and laughing at him and it was then that I realised she had sent it around the school. I just stood there as he insulted me. I should have hit him but didn’t because of how much I loved him or should have asked to talk more privately.
Since that day until the day I left we never spoke again but if something funny happened in our class we’d both laugh and smile but then the icy gaze mad look came back.
The bitch left at the end of Year 10. She got what she wanted - to ruin a great friendship. Not the only thing she did. She also stole birthday and prize money from my blazer. Your probably confused. Why would I be carrying more than a hundred pound in my blazer pocket. Well it’s because my friends and family gave it to me the day of my birthday and I had also won money and snacks in my teachers competitions that day.
In Graphics I’d be doing my work and he’d be staring while he was doing his Engineering work which we’d also do as extra curriculum activities during the holidays.
At the start of Year 13, I left because I wasn’t given the enrollment form for that Year so they recommended me to something else. A course for Adult Learning.
He saw me walk out of the school and no words were said at all.
I kept seeing him when picking up one of my brothers from school at the bus stop. He stared.
Since then I hadn’t seen him up until 3 years ago now. When I arranged to meet up with my sis and her ex boyfriend at the time. We sat at the basketball court and he was sitting near the bushes with his sister which wasn’t exactly near us. He saw us and stared and smiled at me the way he used to before. I felt like going over there but was with my lil sis and didn’t want her getting hurt or anything as up near where we were is a bad area for crime so ended up staying with her.
Soon after the dreams started up again. They won’t stop and are reoccurring ones.
I really want to bump into him, make up and see where it goes.
He doesn’t have Facebook and neither does his sister so can’t find him that way and a friend of ours lost his phone number because his phone was stolen so I can’t ring him and tell him that a friend in our group was murdered.
I see his sister and mum around but not to talk.
Dude. If your single and ever find out she’s single tell her how you feel and hopefully she feels same. Life’s too short to ask “What ifs?”
When it was around School Prom time another rumour surfaced…That he was going to ask me to prom. He never did but someone then sent a rumour saying he had gone but I had jilted him. I asked our group of friends and they said he had not turned up so must have been either the bitch again or he just didn’t have the confidence to come out and invite me to the Prom as a date. That day I just watched horror movies and looked up photos that everyone was snapping.