How to face 6 years of unrequited love

Agree with the upstairs.

Attachment is a good thing, but it becomes boring to be stubborn, since she has no thoughts about you, your feelings are her burden and distress, why bother? If you love her, you want her to be happy, right? Can you give her happiness by doing this?

The main problem is that you are not proactive enough. It's just lazy and lazy. You can't read a girl's mind at all. This will not succeed.

It's better to care more about her, get to know her more, chat together often, go to the park, and then slowly reveal your heart to her, otherwise she will always have someone better than you around her! So, don't give up, come on!!

Keep falling in love and one day you will succeed.

You're great but stupid, you have to let go when you should let go, you're hurting her indirectly.

If he doesn't like himself, then he is afraid of saying the wrong thing in front of him, so that he hates and dislikes it. But I really want him to know, but I'm afraid that he will know that he likes him, because if he likes himself, why don't he let himself know that he is with him, and I am afraid that he will tell him that he has not liked himself at all, and he will make himself even more sad after listening to it. I had to love him myself, torture myself with lovesickness, and just like that, I started by myself and ended with another person.

<> he was laughing. You stand in the distance, looking at him: watching him mingle with his surroundings.

Very happy smile. However, everything is just in your eyes and has nothing to do with you. Perhaps, watching him happy, you will also touch the corners of your mouth slightly.

You're having fun too, because he's smiling.

He cried. You're still watching from afar. I wanted to hug him and comfort him, but you didn't. You just silently like it, and there is no existence of you in his world. The feeling of powerlessness is born from the heart. My heart became sad, too.

After a long time, this feeling has been quietly numb, and this feeling has affected the ups and downs of your life, and I slowly understand that there is no need to have a soft spot for a person. It's yourself who suffers, no one is worth your five years of youth for him, as long as you open your heart, you will find a lot of people around you who love you!

Habits, perhaps more than five years of unrequited love become a habit.

Even the other party's personality and appearance are no longer important, just a kind of sustenance in their hearts.

It's not so much a tenacious unrequited love as an escape, and only you know what to avoid in the end.

In fact, unrequited love often ends in the end, and the longer it goes, the more fruitless it becomes. So I advise unrequited lovers, be sober, and don't load your imagination on the person who doesn't feel for you. If you feel it, it's not called unrequited love.

Or you will be brave enough to pursue it, and chase you until you can't catch your life. If you want to open a little, there is no need to hang yourself from a tree, and don't give up the whole forest for a tree

It's very bitter, and no one will know silently that your beloved doesn't love you, and you can only be an outer. I am sad and helpless, I have no identity to stand by the other party's side, I am very timid, I dare not tell my feelings, and sometimes I am very depressed and uncomfortable.

It's a particularly bad feeling. Because my love is not reciprocated, I am very depressed.

Unrequited love for almost five years was a painful experience, and it was clear that he was right in front of my eyes, but I never dared to take that step.

In the eyes of everyone who knows me, I am a nervous, crazy, brain-loving, heartless, good-looking lion girl. If you have been to my house, seen my bookcase, if you have accidentally opened one of my notebooks and seen what I wrote in it, or if you have asked me some questions, you will find that I am actually a girl who loves to read, maybe I am too drifting, in this too impetuous social environment to hide this from the people around me, hide my delicate thoughts, hide my somewhat extremely romantic literary and artistic style, hide those sentences I love and the poems I read, I almost forgot about it when I hid it for too long, until I met Aqi.

Knowing Ah Qi is an accident, I heard a friend say that she knows a person, likes to read, especially philosophy, but no one to share with him, he told others that people think he is crazy, in pretending to be high, and there is no friend in March after returning to China, I remember that you like to read, I will introduce him to you, you two chat, in fact, I was very reluctant at that time, I was afraid that it would be a crepe, full of sour stomach, but the friend's request is not easy to refuse, so I agreed! That's how I had a book friend I had never met. <>

As we chatted, we had a feeling of being old at first sight and hating each other, and I gradually found the me who was hidden in the depths and was almost discarded by myself. Every time I find a surprise, I have the urge to burst into tears, he says that he likes to listen to the classics, in this age of rock and roll, I have forgotten how much I liked Liszt when I used to learn the piano, Wang Oak Schumann, and I will no longer be snoring when I talk excitedly about my favorite Greek mythology. He would send me some of his thoughts after reading the book, and I would read them carefully and discuss them with him, and I was grateful to have met such a person.

Suddenly on my birthday I learned the news that he was going back to New York in October, I remember that it was raining that day, and it should be normal for rain to be difficult in August, but in my memory my birthday day is always rainy and sunny, I don't like rainy days, it will make me feel depressed and inexplicably sentimental. I'm really sad because I heard this news, maybe many people will think that the distance is not a problem with such advanced communication now, but I suddenly realized that I am losing a special friend, and I did not cherish him before, I am sad and sentimental because I feel that people always feel panic when they lose, and it is not that I already have any special feelings for him. I asked him why he left, he said there is nothing to be nostalgic about, then what is the purpose of your return this time, he said to find a heart, but he didn't find it, disappointed, so go back!

We have never met for a long time, for various reasons we did not meet in his many invitations, in fact, later in retrospect, a few times I have been making excuses, I am a little afraid to meet him, because I am afraid that I am not as he imagined, but the time to come will still come, the first feeling I felt when I saw him was that there was poetry and books in his belly, but I also felt a sense of distance, a feeling he gave people.

I studied medicine, he studied painting, he told me that he had an occupational disease, lumbar muscle strain, he said that if a girlfriend can help me massage, I don't have to run to the hospital at any time, he also told me before, maybe he should find a girlfriend who studies medicine, so that he has half a life, I thought he was ridiculing, so I didn't care. When we were about to separate, he told me that there was still a month to go (it was the end of August) and that we would have more tea and chat, and take a walk, and I said okay, and he said after a while, hoping that there would be an emergency for me to stay. He said that he had swam many times like this, and he didn't want to go, but he lacked a reason to stay.

I'm a person who thinks too much, and when I went back that day, I was at a loss, and I watched the rain on the balcony for more than an hour, and I kept smoking, and I realized that I liked him, but I didn't know what to do. <>

I concluded that our chat conversation was always arguing, I thought it was a habit of his, but after he finished talking to the girl Fengbu I realized that it was not, he didn't always argue with others, only when he talked to me, I didn't understand why, but I was sad. I was struggling with whether to tell him that I liked him, that I would regret it, that I would feel that after all, I was a woman who was unreserved, and that there was no result, and that it would only increase the troubles and pains, and that it would be better to get along peacefully for the past month. But I feel like we're getting farther and farther apart.

He has a pair of God's hands that can draw the sun, but he is always in black and white, and I don't think I will tell him that I will treat words that everyone sees as waste, and I regard them as treasures.

I don't think I will tell him that Qinggao, who was ridiculed by the rats, thought that he had just seen enough of the absurdity of the current bridge.

I don't think I'm going to tell him that he's stuck to the facts, and what I see is a sincere heart.

I don't think I'm going to tell him, I want to give him a hug when he's about to go away.

Not for a goodbye, but for a blessing, I don't think I would tell him why I had so many silent <> at that time

Many, many years later, he may have come to his senses. I resolutely turned around and squeezed into the crowd, not letting him see my words and tears, grateful that we were still looking up at the same sky, but the sky was full of hearts where he was, and the blue sky and white clouds were here for me. Lu Heng I am a person who is afraid of breaking, I stop myself from imagining, I am a person who longs for perfection, no one imagines with me that this is our conversation, we met in the midsummer night, farewell to the gloomy autumn day, there are some words I will never say, if you pretend to understand, you will forget me.