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My crush was on the professor of my engineering college

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I once had a crush on my engineering professor, and over time it developed into love. He was not only incredibly handsome, but also a talented and genuine person with a great sense of humor. As my feelings for him grew stronger, I realized that he was also responsive to me.

I realize that my feelings for him began to grow slowly but steadily. It started as a simple crush, but it quickly became something more. I found myself drawn to his intelligence, his wit, and his captivating presence.

At first, I was content to just admire him from afar. But as time went on, I found myself becoming more and more obsessed with him. I started to look for any opportunity to interact with him, whether it was in class or during office hours.

As my feelings grew stronger, I began to realize that I was in love with him. I tried to push these thoughts aside, knowing that he was married with a child, but it was no use. My heart had already made up its mind.

One day, I decided that I couldn’t keep these feelings bottled up any longer. I had to talk to him about how I felt, even if it meant risking rejection and humiliation.

I was nervous as I approached him after class, my heart racing in my chest. I struggled to get the words out, but eventually I managed to express my feelings to him. To my surprise, he didn’t outright reject me. Instead, he seemed thoughtful and introspective, almost as if he was considering the possibility of something between us.

Over the next few weeks, we started to spend more time together. We would talk after class or during office hours, and I started to feel like we were building a connection. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before.

Then one day, he dropped a bombshell on me. He announced that he was leaving the college and would no longer be teaching there. My heart sank as I realized that our time together was coming to an end.

Desperate to see him before he left, I raced to the coffee shop where we had met before. I arrived breathless and anxious, hoping that he would be there. To my relief, he was already sitting at a table, looking pensive and melancholy.

We talked for hours, and I poured out my heart to him. I told him how much I loved him and how I wished we could be together. He tried to dissuade me from loving him, telling me that it was not the right thing to do. But I was stubborn, and I refused to listen.

As the night wore on, he grew more and more distant, as if he was realizing the gravity of the situation. Finally, he gave me a long lecture about the dangers of loving a professor and the potential consequences that could arise. It was like a bucket of cold water being poured over my head.

Despite his warnings, I still couldn’t shake my feelings for him. I continued to think about him constantly, even as he moved on with his life.

A few days later, he called me and asked me to meet him at the coffee shop again. When I arrived, I was surprised to see his wife sitting with him. My heart sank as I realized that I had been discovered, and that I was about to face a very awkward and uncomfortable situation.

To my surprise, his wife was incredibly understanding and compassionate. She welcomed me warmly and shared her own story of love and marriage, which helped me to understand the complexities of relationships and the importance of being honest and true to oneself.

Despite her kindness, I knew that I had to move on from the situation. It was not healthy for me to continue harboring feelings for a man who was married and unavailable. It was a difficult decision, but I knew it was the right one.

In the years that followed, I worked hard to move on from my feelings for him. It wasn’t easy, but with time and effort, I was able to let go of my infatuation and find happiness in my life.


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