One person you can't let go of

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Does anyone else have that one individual that they met that they cannot let go of? For me, it was a teacher in middle school that I really connected with. She understood what I said, spoke the same language as me, was (actually) supportive/ caring/ loving etc. She was probably the only "friend" I had in school. Well, I messed that friendship up by telling her that her religious beliefs were wrong and I have never gotten her to forgive me (which in all honestly, would probably require me to become religious again and start going to church... and even then, she probably still wouldn't be my friend again). Anyway, even though I have not seen or spoken to her in about a decade, I still treasure her in my heart (not sure if I still love her... I love who she was when I knew her and all she did for me) and I don't think I will ever be able to let her go. Does anyone else have someone like this in their past?

i know about this feeling....
i've only felt like this for around 2 years, but it hurts.
i believe it's called "limerence".

A lot of people. Like the older girl I had a crush on at church. She was always sweet to me. When her friend was about to reject for me a hug she came running like a super hero to hug me instead lol. It sounds like such a small thing... but being cared for never feels like a small thing.

Teachers too. I've had great teachers. Doubt they think much about me anymore but I think about them.

I've started to have feelings like limerence as of a few days ago.

When I was in the fifth grade, I had a really big crush on a cute girl in my class. She was a big fan of the Harry Potter series as was I. She was "Hermione Granger" to me being "Harry Potter." Even though she was part of the popular crowd, she and I really connected, much to the annoyance of her friends.

On Valentine's Day 2001, I screwed everything up when I freaked out when she tried to give me my first kiss. Much of the popular crowd was watching, but my panic became worse when her mom and my mom caught us off-guard. I ran for it and hid in a bathroom for the rest of the day. However, about two years later, we crossed paths during a school field trip. She took me behind a tree and told me that she forgave me for my behavior.

When I started HS, I learned through my mom that she fell in with the "wrong crowd" and got herself pregnant. Now, I have remembered that her birthday is in a few days and I feel tempted to send her a birthday email. However, I feel that she may think I'm stalking her because she lives with her BF and her child, who is now 8.

Don't get me wrong, I don't care who a person hangs out with as long as a person understands who he/she hangs out with.

My ninth grade English teacher. He taught me to write really, really well. He also taught us critical thinking skills, and how to take apart an argument.

This guy I knew in high school. He wasn't a crush, and he wasn't a friend, and he wasn't an enemy. I guess he would most properly be called a rival. We disagreed about everything and were always in competition for second place in the class. I learned a lot about things like banter and friendly argument and how to consider someone else's opinion and reconsider my own from him. I miss him-- I wish we could have hung out (for that matter, I wish we still could).

My dad. After I was grown up, he was my best friend. And it ended horribly, and I can never ever ever ever fix it or be forgiven, and I have to live with that until the day I die.

When I was 18, shortly after I graduated from HS, my mom forced me and an old autistic friend of mine to separate permanently because my mom thought he was gay. I hate doing this, but to this day, I have a tendency to make up a lot of nonsense about seeing him. My friend was like a brother to me, even though he had "regular" Autism and I have Aspergers. During our middle school years, whenever someone picked on him, I helped him get away from whoever was picking on him, even though he and I usually were the ones who were sent to the principal's office.

The irony in this friendship? About a year after we were forced to separate, I went to his house to try and visit him but his father threatened to file a restraining order against me and my family "just because."

I have had that happen a few times. Is it an Aspie trait?

More than one. It's not that I can't, but that I choose not to. Each one enriches in their own way.

I have the opposite problem. If anyone's out of my life for x amount of time, I forget about them.

1st double post in over a year

Yup. Even after he rejected me. I hardly even know him?that's what bugs me though, not the rejection.

In hindsight, I've let some pretty good people go

I was very good friends with my Grade 7 music teacher. We talked about London together because he was from London and that city was and still is one of my special interests. We also joked around about spiders together.

Mine not limerence because I was not in love with her. I just loved her deeply and appreciated that she actually took an interest in me. Honestly, I have not talked to her in ten years.. I don't even know if we would "click" like we did last time.. I am not the same girl I was back when I knew her.