A lost love =[

[pennywise]

Yeah. She's dating my best friend.

 

*cue The Cars*

[Giordano]

How do you guys tell if your love is for real? Just curious.

 

Now thats a good question probably none of us can answer. Perhaps my love was 'lower' that someone else's love and mine isn't love and so on and so forth... Its probably a different view on each person.

 

 

 

I liked many girls in the past, like a 'like like' feeling you could call it. With this new girl it blew me away. 20 minutes before the class I had with her, I always got nervous...all those minutes were a countdown until I could of see her for the day.

[rushrock]

^ Uh huh. Agree with everything there. When I'm walking in the halls, I see her. I instantly get sick to my stomach, and I have to try and pretend to be casual, but it's easy to see that something's wrong with me because I limp a bit and stagger. Well, once that happened to a degree. It's like she's the only other person in the room. I forget what my friend is saying to me, I really forget where I'm going at times, I just concentrate on her. But I can't just stare at her, cause I'll freak her out.

 

 

 

I also know when and where to be during days to see her. :|

 

 

 

Yeah yaff, I agree with that feeling too. And so sorry to hear that man, that's just awful. :?

[Rebdragon]

I liked many girls in the past, like a 'like like' feeling you could call it. With this new girl it blew me away. 20 minutes before the class I had with her, I always got nervous...all those minutes were a countdown until I could of see her for the day.

 

That's a crush, not love.

 

 

 

Ya, we all got 'em. I remember my first crush, always got tongue-tied around her, even though we were completely on equal footing- both of us were star-soccer players at the school, both of us played Select-A for the same team [non-co-ed]. On top of that, we, along with my best friend at the time [he moved to Texas in 5th grade :cry: ] were the fastest kids in the school, both in sprinting and long distance, but no matter what, I always got nervous as heck around her. Hell, I even kissed another girl I didn't even like directly in front of her, just to see if I could get her jealous and come to me without any effort on my part. Ya, didn't work, and we ended up going to different schools.

 

 

 

Stupid f'ing pheromones.

[Giordano]

I liked many girls in the past, like a 'like like' feeling you could call it. With this new girl it blew me away. 20 minutes before the class I had with her, I always got nervous...all those minutes were a countdown until I could of see her for the day.

 

That's a crush, not love.

 

 

Then what is love, dear Romeo?

[Rebdragon]

That's a crush, not love.

 

 

Then what is love, dear Romeo?

 

Pfft, hell if I know.

 

 

 

Though, wasn't there some great post that explained love very well somewhere on these forums? :-k You guys know, that cynical one about how puppy love is crap, and real love comes from commitment? Too tired to dig it up, but it was genious, and I'd love to find it again, especially to answer this question.

[rushrock]

^ I'm pretty sure that was from Dr. Cox on Scrubs. :D

[assassin_696]

That's a crush, not love.

 

 

Then what is love, dear Romeo?

 

Pfft, hell if I know.

 

 

 

Though, wasn't there some great post that explained love very well somewhere on these forums? :-k You guys know, that cynical one about how puppy love is crap, and real love comes from commitment? Too tired to dig it up, but it was genious, and I'd love to find it again, especially to answer this question.

 

 

 

I don't have any fancy quotes from politicians or authors or artists. This one's from a forum I frequent, and it's probably the best explanation I've read on it:

 

 

 

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"[bleep] all the pop song puppy love [cabbage]. Your heart skipping a beat isn't love, it's cardiac arrhythmia. It's not about shortness of breath, either, or how turned on you get or whether you tell yourself you'd throw yourself in front of a bus for her or whatever. You can convince yourself of a lot about how you feel and what you would do in exchange for regular oral sex.

 

 

 

Love is when she drives you insane sometimes. And I don't mean merely "aggravating" or "annoying," I mean flat-out [bleep] in. Sane. And in a way nobody else can do it in a million years. She'll drive you to the point where you'd gouge out your own eyeball with a melon baller or smack your scrotum a half-dozen times with a ball peen hammer if it means you can be done with this conversation. She'll make you want to chew your own arm off to get out of talking about this. And I don't care how many [bleep] times you've had this conversation, each time, you know you'll have it again:

 

 

 

Her: I thought you turned the heat on.

 

You: I did.

 

Her: Well, I'm still cold. Are you sure you did it right?

 

You: Yes, I'm pretty sure I know how to turn on a thermostat.

 

Her: 'Cause you know you have to flip the switch to "heat" and....

 

You: Honey! I know! How to turn on! A thermostat! I went to college for it and everything.

 

Her: Well, I don't feel any heat blowing in here.

 

You: I know. I think you broke the thermostat again.

 

Her: I didn't break it.

 

You: Yes, you did, you put that halogen lamp right next to it again.

 

Her: That doesn't do anything.

 

You: Yes, it does.

 

Her: I thought you fixed it?

 

You: I did fix it, and you broke it again.

 

Her: Are you sure you fixed it right?

 

You: Yes, goddammit, I fixed it right.

 

Her: How do you know you fixed it?

 

You: 'Cause it worked when I fixed it!

 

Her: Well, it's not working now.

 

You: 'Cause you broke it again!

 

Her: How'd I break it?

 

You: You put the goddamn, [bleep] lamp next to it!

 

Her: I don't see why a lamp would break a thermostat.

 

You: OK. I'm going to explain this. One more time. Slowly. Thermostats have a coil inside them that expands and contracts based on the temperature. This is how they know when it is hotter than the setting of the A/C, so it can cool the room off, or colder than the setting of the heating, so it can heat the room up. Halogen lamps generate heat. Halogen lamps generate a lot of heat. That's why you burn your fingers when you touch the bulbs after they've been on for a while. So when you put a halogen lamp next to a thermostat, it causes the coil to keep expanding and expanding and expanding past the point it's intended to expand. This makes the thermostat think it's really, really hot all the time, and it makes the coil less sensitive in the future, and it'll eventually break the coil so I'll have to replace the thermostat.

 

Her: That doesn't sound right.

 

You: Trust me. It's right.

 

Her: How do you know?

 

You: BECAUSE I TOOK SIXTH GRADE [bleep] PHYSICS, OK?!

 

Her: Well, I don't think they should make thermostats that can be broken by something little like a lamp.

 

You: Fine. Don't think that. Write a letter to the manufacturers. Write a letter to universities and tell them to build a better thermostat. I don't [bleep] care. But that's how they make them. That's why I keep moving the lamp, that's why I keep telling you not to put it back to the right of the bookcase, that's why I've had to fix the thermostat four [bleep] times now. Stop! Putting! The lamp! Right! Next! To the thermostat!

 

Her: But on the other side of the bookcase, the front of the hallway is dark, and I can't see inside my gift closet.

 

You: Well, you can turn on the hall light to go through your gift closet, or you can sit here and be cold! Your choice, honey!

 

Her:

 

You:

 

Her:

 

You:

 

Her: I don't think you fixed the thermostat right.

 

You: GOD-[bleep]-DAMMIT, I'M GOING TO FIX THAT [bleep] THERMOSTAT TOMORROW, AND I SWEAR TO [bleep] CHRIST IF YOU PUT THE LAMP NEAR THE THERMOSTAT AGAIN, I WILL SMASH IT TO A MILLION [bleep] PIECES AND SHOVE THEM DOWN YOUR GODDAMN THROAT!!! [bleep] ME, JESUS!!!!!!

 

 

 

And if the seventh time you have that conversation, knowing full well there will be an eighth time, you'd still rather have that conversation again than imagine a world she's not in, you're in love.

 

 

 

Especially if you do fix that thermostat... again... the next day, and not just so she'll shut up about it, but because you really don't want her to be cold anymore."

 

 

 

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[nine naked men]

That's a crush, not love.

 

 

Then what is love, dear Romeo?

 

Pfft, hell if I know.

 

 

 

Though, wasn't there some great post that explained love very well somewhere on these forums? :-k You guys know, that cynical one about how puppy love is crap, and real love comes from commitment? Too tired to dig it up, but it was genious, and I'd love to find it again, especially to answer this question.

 

 

 

[hide]I don't have any fancy quotes from politicians or authors or artists. This one's from a forum I frequent, and it's probably the best explanation I've read on it:

 

 

 

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"[bleep] all the pop song puppy love [cabbage]. Your heart skipping a beat isn't love, it's cardiac arrhythmia. It's not about shortness of breath, either, or how turned on you get or whether you tell yourself you'd throw yourself in front of a bus for her or whatever. You can convince yourself of a lot about how you feel and what you would do in exchange for regular oral sex.

 

 

 

Love is when she drives you insane sometimes. And I don't mean merely "aggravating" or "annoying," I mean flat-out [bleep] in. Sane. And in a way nobody else can do it in a million years. She'll drive you to the point where you'd gouge out your own eyeball with a melon baller or smack your scrotum a half-dozen times with a ball peen hammer if it means you can be done with this conversation. She'll make you want to chew your own arm off to get out of talking about this. And I don't care how many [bleep] times you've had this conversation, each time, you know you'll have it again:

 

 

 

Her: I thought you turned the heat on.

 

You: I did.

 

Her: Well, I'm still cold. Are you sure you did it right?

 

You: Yes, I'm pretty sure I know how to turn on a thermostat.

 

Her: 'Cause you know you have to flip the switch to "heat" and....

 

You: Honey! I know! How to turn on! A thermostat! I went to college for it and everything.

 

Her: Well, I don't feel any heat blowing in here.

 

You: I know. I think you broke the thermostat again.

 

Her: I didn't break it.

 

You: Yes, you did, you put that halogen lamp right next to it again.

 

Her: That doesn't do anything.

 

You: Yes, it does.

 

Her: I thought you fixed it?

 

You: I did fix it, and you broke it again.

 

Her: Are you sure you fixed it right?

 

You: Yes, goddammit, I fixed it right.

 

Her: How do you know you fixed it?

 

You: 'Cause it worked when I fixed it!

 

Her: Well, it's not working now.

 

You: 'Cause you broke it again!

 

Her: How'd I break it?

 

You: You put the goddamn, [bleep] lamp next to it!

 

Her: I don't see why a lamp would break a thermostat.

 

You: OK. I'm going to explain this. One more time. Slowly. Thermostats have a coil inside them that expands and contracts based on the temperature. This is how they know when it is hotter than the setting of the A/C, so it can cool the room off, or colder than the setting of the heating, so it can heat the room up. Halogen lamps generate heat. Halogen lamps generate a lot of heat. That's why you burn your fingers when you touch the bulbs after they've been on for a while. So when you put a halogen lamp next to a thermostat, it causes the coil to keep expanding and expanding and expanding past the point it's intended to expand. This makes the thermostat think it's really, really hot all the time, and it makes the coil less sensitive in the future, and it'll eventually break the coil so I'll have to replace the thermostat.

 

Her: That doesn't sound right.

 

You: Trust me. It's right.

 

Her: How do you know?

 

You: BECAUSE I TOOK SIXTH GRADE [bleep] PHYSICS, OK?!

 

Her: Well, I don't think they should make thermostats that can be broken by something little like a lamp.

 

You: Fine. Don't think that. Write a letter to the manufacturers. Write a letter to universities and tell them to build a better thermostat. I don't [bleep] care. But that's how they make them. That's why I keep moving the lamp, that's why I keep telling you not to put it back to the right of the bookcase, that's why I've had to fix the thermostat four [bleep] times now. Stop! Putting! The lamp! Right! Next! To the thermostat!

 

Her: But on the other side of the bookcase, the front of the hallway is dark, and I can't see inside my gift closet.

 

You: Well, you can turn on the hall light to go through your gift closet, or you can sit here and be cold! Your choice, honey!

 

Her:

 

You:

 

Her:

 

You:

 

Her: I don't think you fixed the thermostat right.

 

You: GOD-[bleep]-DAMMIT, I'M GOING TO FIX THAT [bleep] THERMOSTAT TOMORROW, AND I SWEAR TO [bleep] CHRIST IF YOU PUT THE LAMP NEAR THE THERMOSTAT AGAIN, I WILL SMASH IT TO A MILLION [bleep] PIECES AND SHOVE THEM DOWN YOUR GODDAMN THROAT!!! [bleep] ME, JESUS!!!!!!

 

 

 

And if the seventh time you have that conversation, knowing full well there will be an eighth time, you'd still rather have that conversation again than imagine a world she's not in, you're in love.

 

 

 

Especially if you do fix that thermostat... again... the next day, and not just so she'll shut up about it, but because you really don't want her to be cold anymore."

 

 

 

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Holy hell. Reading that sent shivers down my spine. That's awesome. Anyone know who wrote that? Because that raw, from the heart stuff.

[rushrock]

^ I think he wrote him himself? Perhaps. Really good message there.

 

 

 

[nine naked men]

^ I think he wrote him himself? Perhaps. Really good message there.

 

 

 

 

 

 

No, I mean who was the guy from the Forum. I want to praise him. :XD:

[rushrock]

^ No, I think that Asvareth wrote it himself.

[nine naked men]

^ No, I think that Asvareth wrote it himself.

 

 

 

" I don't have any fancy quotes from politicians or authors or artists. This one's from a forum I frequent, and it's probably the best explanation I've read on it:

 

 

 

Check and mate. :P

[rushrock]

^ D'oh! :wall: #-o

 

 

 

Seriously, my bad. Sorry. :oops:

[Erk02]

Time heals all.

 

 

 

That and Christ...

 

 

 

Anyway, The girl I told I liked once laughed at me... in front of the whole class -2

 

 

 

Anyway, I got over it, and discovered an important life lesson, being friends with girls, rather than girl friends, feels a lot better than actually having a girl friend,

Hurr, I try to force my religious beliefs on people whenever I get the opportunity, too. We should be friends.

[PsyClonz6110]

Are you from the deep south?

 

 

 

Are you a complete jerk? :roll:

[kido14]

Are you from the deep south?

 

 

 

Are you a complete jerk? :roll:

 

If asking a simple question makes me one, then I believe I am

[yaff2]

i got another

 

 

 

My last ex, we started off talking on msn, then when we finally met, we both just kinds "fell in love" (obviously not "love") and soon started dating. things got pretty serious pretty fast. we both though we loved each other. but the day came taht we broke up. i knew it was comming, and we decided it would be best. we stayed friends for a while, and got into ALOT of HUGE fights, so, we stopped talking. a month or so later, she emails me, saying sorry, so, we started talkign again, thinking things would of changed, but they didnt, we soon started arguing again. and stopped talking. for the first few weeks, i was glad she wasnt in my life, but as time went on, when i would hear or see things that reminded me of her, i relized how much she meant to me. and i started feeling like crap, because of how i acted. i couldnt remember her email for the lognest time, so, for some reason, i had her sister on msn, and told her, i want to talk to your sister, surprisingly, she replyd with a "shes doing the dishes she will be right here" my jaw kinda dropped, i thought she hated my guts. when she came, i started the convo with, im sorry. etc etc, we were having a very deep convo.. we soon decided to add each other, and we started talking, and we have hung out a few times. we are both in shock that we are talking to each other. i didnt resize how much she mean to me, till she was gone

 

 

 

Anyways! thats my story, of losing, and regaining someone who mean alot to me.

[Powman3]

i got another

 

 

 

My last ex, we started off talking on msn, then when we finally met, we both just kinds "fell in love" (obviously not "love") and soon started dating. things got pretty serious pretty fast. we both though we loved each other. but the day came taht we broke up. i knew it was comming, and we decided it would be best. we stayed friends for a while, and got into ALOT of HUGE fights, so, we stopped talking. a month or so later, she emails me, saying sorry, so, we started talkign again, thinking things would of changed, but they didnt, we soon started arguing again. and stopped talking. for the first few weeks, i was glad she wasnt in my life, but as time went on, when i would hear or see things that reminded me of her, i relized how much she meant to me. and i started feeling like crap, because of how i acted. i couldnt remember her email for the lognest time, so, for some reason, i had her sister on msn, and told her, i want to talk to your sister, surprisingly, she replyd with a "shes doing the dishes she will be right here" my jaw kinda dropped, i thought she hated my guts. when she came, i started the convo with, im sorry. etc etc, we were having a very deep convo.. we soon decided to add each other, and we started talking, and we have hung out a few times. we are both in shock that we are talking to each other. i didnt resize how much she mean to me, till she was gone

 

 

 

Anyways! thats my story, of losing, and regaining someone who mean alot to me.

 

 

 

Amagawd you're lucky. Me and my friend rarely talk as much as we use to. I kinda forced things to be serious with me and her... it didn't go well. Now we have short and... how can I say this... bizarre conversations. :lol:

[Lenin64]

i got another

 

 

 

My last ex, we started off talking on msn, then when we finally met, we both just kinds "fell in love" (obviously not "love") and soon started dating. things got pretty serious pretty fast. we both though we loved each other. but the day came taht we broke up. i knew it was comming, and we decided it would be best. we stayed friends for a while, and got into ALOT of HUGE fights, so, we stopped talking. a month or so later, she emails me, saying sorry, so, we started talkign again, thinking things would of changed, but they didnt, we soon started arguing again. and stopped talking. for the first few weeks, i was glad she wasnt in my life, but as time went on, when i would hear or see things that reminded me of her, i relized how much she meant to me. and i started feeling like crap, because of how i acted. i couldnt remember her email for the lognest time, so, for some reason, i had her sister on msn, and told her, i want to talk to your sister, surprisingly, she replyd with a "shes doing the dishes she will be right here" my jaw kinda dropped, i thought she hated my guts. when she came, i started the convo with, im sorry. etc etc, we were having a very deep convo.. we soon decided to add each other, and we started talking, and we have hung out a few times. we are both in shock that we are talking to each other. i didnt resize how much she mean to me, till she was gone

 

 

 

Anyways! thats my story, of losing, and regaining someone who mean alot to me.

 

 

 

Amagawd you're lucky. Me and my friend rarely talk as much as we use to. I kinda forced things to be serious with me and her... it didn't go well. Now we have short and... how can I say this... bizarre conversations. :lol:

 

Examples, pl0x?

[JordanGM]

My old bird flew away if that counts.

[Lenin64]

^Wait, lemme guess, you were at summer camp and it "flew away"? :P

[AlexDT]

Hehe, I remember a Peanuts cartoon, where Charlie Brown is walking along, and he falls over comically, and says "Sometimes you're walking along, and you remember a lost love.."

 

..

 

Oh, c'mon, you expect me to know anything about love? Though I know it hurts, and my perfectly in-tact heart goes out to the wounded.

[RpgGamer]

I'm not sure it's possible to get over a lost love if you truly loved them. I've lost a good number girl wise and friend wise. None of them have died fortunatly, but the lack of contact from them is surely heartbreaking. Some of the stories on here...their pretty depressing :(

 

Mine aren't much better...but as for specifics I'd rather not get into them