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Years ago when I liked someone I would check my phone a hundred times a day, if not more.
I would stay awake longer than I'd want to so I could be there when they were free. I'd cancel all my plans to do something they wanted to do.
I'd wonder what they were doing and how they were doing. I'd become obsessive and possessive. I wanted all their attention. I wanted all their time. I wanted all their smiles. I wanted their every thought to be about me.
And once I realised that it was actually happening, I'd run as fast as I could away from them and be sad that I was alone.
I would stay awake longer than I'd want to so I could be there when they were free. I'd cancel all my plans to do something they wanted to do.
I'd wonder what they were doing and how they were doing. I'd become obsessive and possessive. I wanted all their attention. I wanted all their time. I wanted all their smiles. I wanted their every thought to be about me.
And once I realised that it was actually happening, I'd run as fast as I could away from them and be sad that I was alone.