I just found out that he suffered a serious injury, and no one knows when he'll be back at the faculty. I might not see him again until just before I graduate.
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I just found out that he suffered a serious injury, and no one knows when he'll be back at the faculty. I might not see him again until just before I graduate.
What have I done that life gives me insane chemistry with my married art professor
The way he stopped talking when our eyes met, and only continued once I looked away.
I've become a damn comedian for him because being funny is the only thing that gets his attention.
Today my teacher didn't look at me at all, he only looked my way once :(( I'm so sad
trying so hard to detach myself from him but i still feel that pit inside my stomach and jump up at the sound of his name
Every day, i regred that I was the one who broke eye contact when he was standing so damn close to me. But the thing is, he never breaks eye contact first, and my whole body was on fire. I honestly don't know what I would have done if I had looked into his beautiful eyes for even one second longer.
I wonder if he thinks of me as obsessively as I think of him⦠going out of his way to try and talk to me.. always thinking of me.. I have noticed him staring at me sometimes so I think theres at least a small chance
He called me a busy little bee!
And today he called me the faculty's shining role model!
He called me a busy little bee!
men should flirt as animals, like yes please build me a house, bring me goods you have made with your own hands, dance around me, worship me
what doesnāt kill you makes your nervous system more sensitive for the rest of your life
Who will praise my work after I graduate? Who will appreciate my abilities and tell me that the future holds so much for me? Will anyone ever believe in me the way he does?
I did everything to impress him, and I don't know who I should impress when he is no longer a part of my life.
I only have so little time left with him.
He should better have one of his big, loving smiles on his face when he sees me today.
He asked me why I looked so sad when I came out of the meeting with one of my lecturers. I told him that I wasnāt sad.
What I couldnāt tell him was: I looked sad because, apart from saying āhello,ā you hadnāt said anything else to me today.
My way to the grocery store passes by his favorite bakery. Every time I walk past it, I hope Iāll see him there. Just as I was thinking again about how nice it would be to see him there today, he actually walked out of the bakery! But I was still far too far away to say hello to him. He almost didnāt notice me either, but just before he rode away on his bike, he looked in my direction after all. He must have recognized me too, since I was wearing an outfit he had seen me in several times before.
Today he was completely himself again. We joked around, he helped me with my artwork, and he even asked if he could have an art print of it because he liked it so much! Later, he came back into the studio where I was with another student. He told me again how proud I could be of my work, and then he said goodbye with the words: āHave an amazing weekend, love you guys.ā
I know he didnāt say it just to me, but a girl is allowed to be a little delusional.