r/unrequited_love

Anonymous account, well, because.

About 25 years ago, I lived in Colorado Springs and met a great guy in the Air Force - military intelligence and so good looking and out of my league.

We started going out (I was just as surprised as you are), and I just remember certain things. I know his first name that I won't state here as this story is pretty specific and I would really like to not publicly shame him.

I was staying over at his house a few times but then I found out he was being transferred to the UK.

When I would stay over and shower, he really wanted sex - something he liked. It was a little obnoxious to me because now I was clean and had to get to work, but hey, he was so good looking and such a sweet guy.

Well, this one time, wherever his male part was - it was hitting my g-spot - hard. Women, I think some of you might get this - the full body feeling, pulsating in your nether regions like a seizure. Nothing can interrupt this, but he did. I guess he wasn't inside me (which wasn't because of his size, it really was just where he was) and he said - didn't you realize that. Well, uh, NO because I was in full orgasm mode. I apologized, was super embarrassed (I was 25 years younger and a bit socially awkward) and left. He called me later and said he had to go to the doctor and found out his male part was "broken". I ended up finding out later that this is a serious injury and could have affected him for life.

The funny thing was, I was ready to try and convince this guy to marry me and take me to the UK, but I can't remember ever talking to him again about this. I have a vague recollection that I might have seen him after this, but it was really awkward (for me) and I don't remember the resolution. In the end, he left for the UK and I never saw him again.

So, at this point, over 25 years later, older, wiser, (and probably even more socially awkward), I'm just wondering if anyone has had this or knows someone who did and please tell me that it didn't affect you for life. I feel so guilty and I really was so crushing on this guy and had no idea how to react.

And if there is anyone out there where this story sounds familiar, please message me with your first name - I do remember that and I would love to see how you're doing. And - - I'm so sorry!!!! I hope your male part is okay and I wish things would have gone differently between us!!

And one day he was flying a kite. Little me, watching from afar. The kite freed itself from this tension. Freely soaring away in the sky. Not knowing there are people chasing it. Just an urge not to lose it. It got away, far from anyone's reach. You couldnt see it. I was really sad about it until eventually I forgot about it. Years passed, I'd think about where that kite could've been even after all these years.I forgot about it until one day in the middle of the night, the bell rang. There he was, standing while holding the same kite. He found it when I lost hope and turned away.

Kept it to himself and waited. If only I knew he waited this long and only if he knew I thought about it even longer.

So there is this boy who I have known since childhood and we are family friends but he has always been quiet so we aren’t really close, at all. He has never shown any interest in wanting to be close with me and I excepted that from early on, but it unfortunately did not stop the feelings I have for him. He is perfect though, like seriously out of a book written by a woman. He is tall, insanely intelligent, athletic, handsome to a celebrity level, he can bake, wealthy-ish, like actually perfect. I’m also obviously not the only one who thinks so too. It’s frustrating how perfect he is, my crush is more of a for of idolization. I hate it. I remember everything about him i notice without noticing, I go out of my way to cross paths with him in the hall. He is always there lingering in the back of my mind. I hate it. I try so hard to move on, change my usual routes and talk to other guys but I can’t because I just feel selfish knowing I still like him. And when I talk to guys I immediately tell my mom, knowing she will tell his mom because they are friends. I hate that I act this way and how it feels like I don’t have a choice even though I do, I just truthfully don’t want this feeling to end. I’m afraid I’ll never feel it again. And I really have tried, but I sabotage myself and always end up back in the same place, never actually really leaving. We are graduating in two months, I tell myself it will all be over soon and I can finally be free of my past 13 years I spent solely focused on one person and just move on, but I truthfully don’t want to. I’ve grown comfortable in this state of discomfort I named love or whatever crap it really is. I don’t even know what I want from feeling like this. It’s not a relationship because I don’t even really know him, nor his personality, or if he even has one. I don’t know what I want, and I’m scared if I try and figure it out I will want it even more when I know I can’t have it. I know I just sound like a dumb teenager who will get over this and think back on how silly I was but right now, it has taken over more than half my life so of course I’m feeling this way. I’m tired. I wish I never met him. I wonder how I would have been if I never had to go through this. Would I be happier? Would I know myself better? Truthfully no one knows how much I feel about this person other than myself because I’ve kept it suppressed for so long. It wasn’t even suppressed, it just kinda floats around like a burp that won’t come out. My ability to create metaphors is just as good as my ability to handle this situation but at least I’m self aware… haha… I need to get over myself.

For the past 10+ years I've a huge crush on my best friend, we do everything together, play games, watch movies, hang out, she is my only true friend, the only person that I feel like understands me and that I can talk with for hours on end, she knows I have a crush on her for years and she doesn't reciprocate, on these past years she has flirted with some guys, most of them that she meets on games and It has on those moments fucked me up mentally, however things get resolved (for me, I know this sounds horrible) because she kinda breaks up with them because of different reason, however as of late her new crush/flirt is a close friend and I have to share space with them and this time it hurts me so much more than others, I don't know how to deal with this, I heard on posts like this and other subreddits that the best way to deal with it is to get away from her, but I can't do that, she is such an important part of my life that If I take her out of it, it will hurt so much more, I started to have suicidal thoughts, I cant imagine myself with anyone but her and I know that sounds so bad, who am I to say who she should be or not with, I'm no one, I feel like I'm not worth anyone's time

I’m in an FWB situation and I ended up falling for him. I never really asked for anything before, but yesterday was the first time because I’m ending things and just wanted some clarity.

I told him he never really had time for me and was always inconsistent. He said he appreciates our shared time and that he was happy, but that it’s all he can give.

I followed up and asked if that’s all he can give in general, or if that’s all he can give to me specifically. He said he didn’t know how to answer that.

He’s also really busy, he works more 12-16 hours a day, and I know he’s not capable of a serious relationship right now or anytime soon. But there’s still a part of me that wonders if maybe it’s just me, like maybe he would be capable if it were someone else.

I know for a fact that I shouldn’t be expecting more in an FWB situation, and I’m sorry if I had to ask this here on Reddit, I just needed some outside perspective.

After 5 years of friendship and 2 years of having a crush on him I confessed my feelings because it was unbearable.. but meanwhile he got engaged to someone else so I told him everything i ever wanted to say and he was sad because he thinks of me as someone special in his life and he wanted us to keep staying friends he even told me that i could tell him this sooner maybe we could’ve given it a go... i said that i couldnt pretend anymore especially now that he’s engaged and that he should give me space because I am going no contact to an indefenite period until I calm my feelings down.. we’ve been no contact for 11 months, but I went back to our hometown last time and it felt haunted with all the memories in the different parts of the town.. I’ve been missing him and rethinking my decisions.. but meanwhile he respected my decision however he keeps looking at my stories whenever i post them while I stopped interacting with anything that he posts or share etc… I feel like I am being drammatic about it ..

I (20F) have had this friend (20M) for about 3 years now. We are really close. We hang out all the time, we gossip, we text each other all the time. We go on these dinner “dates” every few weeks where we do big life updates. We have a fun dynamic. We make each other laugh. He loves to piss me off. Constantly telling me we are going to fight and bullying me. I do the same to him. He calls me stupid nicknames etc. He is exactly my type but i’m latina and he has only ever dated these (mostly blonde) white girls. Sometimes i feel something between us like he asked me if i was busy the other night and i was but he wanted to talk so he came over and stole my pregame drinks, told me about his love life, and he did this thing. He insisted i punch him and was joking about wanting to see if he could actually beat me up. He was just doing that thing guys do when they call you weak and stuff. When he does stuff like that or call me our nicknames it makes me feel like there is a chance. He makes me smile and im totally head over heels.

The problem is even though i am his type in personality (based on the girls he has dates) I am 100% sure he’s not attracted to me or atleast doesn’t show it. Which is fair we all have our preferences. I have only ever dated white and hispanic men so i can’t get mad at him for having a type for white women. I don’t know how to get over it really but sometimes i get upset when he asks me for dating advice or about the fact he seems to always want me tell me if i think the girls he’s dating are pretty. Like what im supposed to say?

It sucks but oh well the heart is the heart right?

I (31m) like my co-worker / friend (25f). We have been friends for a few months - gone out for dinner and movies together. I developed feelings for her a long time ago, and I know she probably doesn't see me in that way (hopefully just for the moment).

She had a short term boyfriend who dumped her recently. I didn't know about the boyfriend till last week. Anyway I know waiting for the opportune moment is difficult - I probably shouldn't drop this on her so soon after her break up.

But I am reaching the limit of how long I can carry on having this one sided affair. What would you guys do in this situation? Ask her out on a date? Or just tell her I like her with the hope she understands my intentions?

I cant stand you

i cant do this i genuinely cant i actually cant do this. I want to marry you, i want to dress up in my fancy traditional clothes as you hold my hand and press your body against mine inbetween all our family and friends. I want to get drunk with you, just swaying back and forth. I want to hug you in bed together, let you tease and make fun of me, you could choose my next hair colours, you could pull my hair, you could hit me please. Your lips look so soft and i just want to bite you everywhere. Fuck me i want you, just you. I cant even hope to get rid of these fuckass feelings for you because who would i even be without seeing you like this? Maybe ill never get married or have children. How could i ever hope for something like that if it wont be with you???? My "husband", my wife, my love? Am i delusional? Have i truly lost my mind? I hope no one ever reads these notes and these feeling die and burn away with me and that i hopefully get cured of this in heaven.

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This is my story of Unrequited Love straight from my heart. I believe people usually assume Love is something that happens between two people,but I believe it's something that can happen to one person too like it happened to me.

I am basically a shy,introverted,slightly nerdy,slightly oversmart and Stoic guy.The first time I saw her was in March 14th 2022,we were in school back then(we are adults now) and while i am not somebody who believes in love at first sight,I liked her and she was undeniably attractive,then slowly and steadily i fell in love with her and realised that on 7th January 2023...a lot of things had happened between March and Jan but she weirdly gave me hope in my darkest days,I was depressed,lonely,demotivated and felt "down",but I would go to school everyday only with the hope that she would come and i would see her...I never had the courage to confess though and what initially started as a crush turned into love and something more intense.We never spoke or interacted,but we smiled at each other and passively and indirectly supported each other.Then in 2024 our school life ended and we went on seperate paths but i really couldn't give upon my feelings for her and in 2025 Feb,I realised its better for me to confess respectfully and anonymously because I couldn't bottle it up and internalise it anymore and I finally sent her a anonymous yet respectful letter in March,but then I fell into depression again after realising she already had a boyfriend...I was in a really dark state and felt hopeless and thats when I realised I loved a version of her and the way she made me feel more than what she actually was l,and then about 2 months later I came to know that she didn't even receive my letter...but I continued to be in that sad and ugly state for 1 more month,o had become bitter,had fights with my family and became distant from them and it was messed up honestly,then I slowly and steadily started recovering and I sat wohh the feeling for a long time and what i realised was that I indeed loved a version of her I created,I indeed loved the way she made me feel,and it probably was limerence at some level,but evev after stripping myself of all those fantasies and lies,I realised I still "love" her,I don't necessarily need her,I want her to be happy and prosper in life even if she is with somebody else.Then a few months later when I was doing better I sent her one last letter and this time she knew it was me,her mother and grandmother apparently appreciated it and she too messaged me 3 weeks later about something different,that was the first time we had ever interacted and neither of us spoke about it,and nothing happened. I still love her deeply,intensely and passionately but it doesn't feel suffocating or dark anymore;).

I hope she lives a happy and prosperous life,that's all I can hope for.

Thats my story...I know its a bit complicated and I might have done extremely foolish things but it is what it is:)