Sigh...
I don't even know what's what anymore. I kinda realize that it's still highschool, but I still have this naive selfish hope that
something's gonna happen. Anything. I kinda need something of substance in this whole circus of regrets... some kind of affrimation from her that lets me know she knows what's up.
I saw that a lot of people used the word "lust" in their posts. I just wanted to clairify that it's far from that. I don't even know what it is anymore, but the sex part of it isn't the highest of my priorities list. Shit... I've got no problem waiting.
I think that what Jin said is the closest to the truth... I think I've become overwhelmed with the thought of the fantasy of us being together more than I have of the reality of what it'd be.
When we first met in junior high, it was because one of her friends called me up and told me she wanted to go out with me. I'd never met her before that, but I went over to her house, and we hung out, and "dated" for about 3-4 months. It was junior high though, so we were both too young for it to mean anything. Then, my freshman year, about a year or so later, she was in a couple of my classes, and I just couldn't help but love the girl. She's just got something that attracts me to her... I know it's her personality, but she's really sexy too. She's just the kind of girl you can either get drunk with, watch sunsets with, or take home to mom and dad. She just seems perfect... or the closest to it that I'll ever find.
It's not as if I envision myself sweeping her off of her feet, marrying her, and spending the rest of my life with her; I just want something.
Anything.
As for what Proto said, yes, she does seem shallow. The problem is, I can see past it. I absoloutely
know that she loves me, but she's too much like her sister... she gets caught up in the whole status thing, but, like I said, I can see past it. I can see that she's not the person that she wants to be, and that truely, she's lonely. That's one of the main reasons I'm drawn to her... I feel the same.
I can just envision her (and I know this happens... I've talked to her about it before) sitting home alone at night in her bed depressed as shit with nothing to do, because all of her "freinds" are too busy to call her, and for some reason, that just kills me. It's like she's empty inside, and I just want to be there for her, but she doesn't know that. Sigh...
I always envisioned her and I as something that'd always be on the back burner of my life, and I'd eventually tell her at graduation or something, but it's not anymore. I know I need to tell her. I just have to big of a fear of rejection. I know that, like Jamesman said, if I put all this shit on the table, it's gonna stay there, and I'm gonna lose what I've got.
The only thing I can think of doing is waiting for the summer weather, and then one night, I'll just go buy some beer and a bottle of Jack, and we'll go up to the park, just her and me, and get real drunk. That way, I know I'll end up telling her what I think, and it'll be over with.
Thanks for all the replies, guys (and girls). The advice really does help... that way I have other people to think this over for me.
Sigh...