Like, Crush, Smitten, Infatuation, Love

All that stuff up there. It's common. It happens.
Alright, so this is a hypothetical story.
You see a guy and you're just like MY GOSH HE'S GORGEOUS. And then you see him in the hallways a couple more times and you know that you like him. So then he bumps into you and you find out that you guys have a class together! Great! You exchange information, talk online a couple times, text during class and such, aaand now you have a crush on him. You have endless text conversations, he flirts with you through text, through IM, at school, etc etc. My GOSH you're just completely smitten at this point because you think he's absolutely perfect. Well, besides the fact that he acts kinda gross sometimes, but you don't care cause that just adds onto the perfection. So one day in class, you're partners for an assignment and he's sitting next to you, and your heart is just absolutely pounding at the moment. Let's say he stares at you for a couple seconds and you've noticed, but you don't decide to address your observation until 10 seconds later. He gives you a smile, tells you you're cute and plays around with your palm. He's not really "holding" your hand, but you're just gonna pretend that he did. Because you overanalyze. Everything. The next day, you come into class and to your delight, he's sitting in your seat! But of COURSE, you act as if this displeases you and you tell him to get out of your seat. He, being a guy, stays put. You don't wanna make a scene, so you just sit down in his seat instead. NEXT day. You purposefully take the short route to class and sit down in his seat. Muahaha, you're a genius. He comes in, sees you, and walks over. "Get outta my seat" You've probably have experience with that five letter verb called FLIRT. "Make me." You say, as you give him that smirk of yours. Little did you know that this would stir up a side-poking battle. One in which he's winning. This makes you feel all giddy inside. DUH. He finally pulls you off the chair and as you both race for the same seat, he sits down first and suuuuddenly, you're sitting on him. AWKWARRRD. He pokes your sides again and you finally get up cause right about now, the teacher's arrived. Okie doke. You're infatuated. Well actually, you THINK you love him, but you really don't. You're just infatuated. Well this whole lovey dovey thing goes on for a while and you're texting after school. One day, he's scraped his arms falling down. And you're awfully concerned, so you ask him if he's okay and all that. And after school, he texts you. "Thanks for helping me today. I love you"
HOLY SHIT, WHAT JUST HAPPENED?! He just told you he loves you. And at this point, you've decided that he is THE GUY for you cause he's wonderful and perfect and you love him with all your heart and soul. It's May 6th, 2008. And you swear you'll remember the date, FOREVER. So at school the next day, he looks really upset. You ask him what's wrong. He doesn't tell you. After school, you're concerned, so you text him. He says that he's going to be going to a different school the following year. Um, your heart just ripped. To pieces. You can't kiss him; you're not even going out! But you're sure a hug is appropriate. So you tell him to make sure you get one. About a month goes by and you don't talk. One day, you text him. And you tell him [before he leaves] that you've liked him for 2 years straight now. And he's shocked cause he thought you hated him. [Guys are dumbasses sometimes.] Well, you give him this loooong ass text message about how you'll miss him and you'll never forget him. And to this day, you remember that you texted the words "You've become implanted in my mind as a memory that's impossible to forget" And he replies and says wow, really? Thanks. You wait for the last day of school cause that's all you can do now. You see him, but you're preoccupied with saying bye to your friends. You come up to him and say bye, and he says bye in return. You stand there and expect a hug, a high five, shaking hands, ANYTHING. You just wanna feel like he still cares. But truthfully, he doesn't. Cause if he did, he wouldn't have walked away like that.

OKAY SO, MORAL OF THE STORY. Don't tell yourself you're in love with someone. It's most likely infatuation. Don't pour your heart into one guy cause chances are, he doesn't have his whole heart poured into you.

Don't make someone your everything. Cause when they're gone; you'll be left with nothing.