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I... just... I can't do it. Not now.
Maybe I'm not as ready as I thought.
And I still put her above everything else, nothing's gonna change this. Ever.

a girl moved in next door, and we got on really well, my parents saw it, and so did hers, so when they moved, her parents gave my parents a card with there new address and phone number on it. 2 hours later. my parents quietly lost it, this happened when i was 13, and i still miss her

"What? Another girl! Tell me my boy. *whispers* what have you been doing?" - Tobias

Erm, IMHO, in a situation like this (i.e. you feel dumped), the best thing to do is to find another chick (just call her "honey" or whatever to avoid name confusion ). The hair of the dog, so to speak.
besides, there are more women than men, so our choice is wider

Just remember...if the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off.

Don't worry, I'm your freind...

Get over it u soft sod... I get that pain every time I look at a woman!

Utopia
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"I'm not a lifesaver... I'm a screensaver..."

@ Sir Spectre, I am sure you will go see her one last time to say good bye to her. You will find your closer. *pats on back*

Life: No one gets out alive.

@Chetnik... I had a friend like that for the last 2 years of High School and up until about 2 years ago, so about 5 years. We started dating after a bit and then we agreed (she decided) that we would be better friends. I hated it. Then she found a boyfriend and I found a different girl... but we still saw more of each other than our significants. Then she got engaged... that hurt, it was also the same time that my girl and I broke up. Then 3 months later, She and I moved in together with another friend of ours. This was when I really thought I had my chance. The Finacee hated it and started cheating on her butthen I goofed and got us kicked out. Last I heard, she is married to a different guy and has a kid.

What I am saying is, you can hang on, keep her as a good friend, be there for her if she needs you, see other people (so it doesn't look like she will have you as a backup forever), and when the time is right, make your move. I missed my time cause i goofed.... don't miss yours.

"On this ship you are to refer to me as Idiot, not you Captain. I mean... you know what I mean."

Yes, that sounds reasonable enough... Thanx topher, I think I'll take your advice.

@ Chetnik,

Did you right back....hmm, either it's in the mail, or I didn't reconize the name....or something. Do you mind me asking what name you have when you send your e-mails? Or just send me a test mail with TO RILMS FROM CHETNIK in the subject. That would get my attention.

Life: No one gets out alive.

@RILMS: OK, I've resent the e-mail with the title that you suggested. This better work or else my ISP will be in a world of trouble...

Ok, I'll keep an eye out for it.

Life: No one gets out alive.

GE:

I have had two ... as if one experience wasn't bad enough. I wish I could offer you words of encouragement but I can't.

I did learn something though which may be of some help to you:

1) Be sure that you communicate to her that you want something more out of the relationship because you ..... l - o - v - e her. It is a toughy but not saying this may come back to haunt you later with a bunch of "what if" scenarios.

2) Absence may make the heart grow fonder but it helps give your brain some amnesia.

The first time, I went along with the just friends deal until she went through her second.... yes, second "boyfriend." I finally confronted her with my feelings about her and she shot me down. I finally stopped seeing her but what a slave to my own torture I was until then.

The second time, the just friends line was pulled on me and I got up the gumption to tell her I wanted more and that I loved her. So we tried being serious only to discover in a few weeks that we never were really friends after all and it ended rather messily. BUT - at least I pushed.

What I learned was that you never know until you try and that just because you try doesn't mean you are supposed to succeed BUT it is better than tormenting yourself with a bunch of "what ifs."