In Love With My Teacher

Imagine running to your TC after a huge accomplishment, then hugging them while they lift you in the air. Your lips are pressed together softly, with each of you letting out giggles in between kisses.

no my friend, you don't have a crush. you have serious attachment issues and someone is giving you attention.

Don’t imagine your TC suddenly becoming quiet when the two of you are alone, taking your hand, their eyes not quite meeting yours. Don’t bend your head down to see their expression, don’t ask what’s wrong when you instinctively feel that something bad is coming. Don’t imagine them telling you that what’s going on is not right, that someone their age shouldn’t be with someone as young and innocent as you. Don’t believe them saying that it’s unfair for their unknowing partner, don’t hear the way they utter their name. Oh, don’t cry, don’t imagine your TC’s voice becoming hoarse, don’t break down when they tell you that things must end between the two of you now, that they have no choice. Don’t imagine the tears in their eyes, don’t walk out before you try and plead for them to stay.

oh look at the hour is yearning for a man that most probably doesn't care about me and doesn't even remember me o' clock!!!