I see him every day, and want so much for him to talk to me, but he usually does not.
I talk to him, and he doesn't answer me. I try to get him to notice me, but he's interested in other things.
I spend a lot of time watching him walk away from me.
When he walks away, I feel a longing in my chest. It's a heavy, pulling sensation on my heart and in my throat; it's almost physically painful
There's nothing I can do to change this. I can't insist that he stay, because it will only drive him farther away. I have no choice but to let him be; to watch him walk away.
This is how autism makes me feel: like I'm a high school girl with a crush on a boy who doesn't know I exist.
Not all of the time; just some of the time.
Enough of the time.