This is for the boys I thought I was in love with as a young teenager attempting to find that crazy little thing called love. This is a spoof (though not quite a spoof) of "To All The Boys I've Loved Before." So, thanks to that corny but heart-warming movie that melted me into pieces for the inspiration for this piece.

Today, I'll be mentioning the few "loves of my life" that will always hold a special place in my heart, three boys I had a crush on between elementary and high school. Honestly, I'll never forget these special boys (now men), because of the sheer embarrassment I endured in front of them. No names will be mentioned, because I want to protect the confidentiality of these men. I also want to protect myself, because they might read this, and I fear that they'll figure out it's them I'm talking about.

The first "real" crush I had was at 10 years old, and we'll call him "Platinum." Platinum was in the same grade as I but was in a different class. When I saw him, my heart dropped. I fell in love with Platinum in just a few hours and was bound determined to become friends.

Later on that year, Platinum left an invitation to his annual birthday party before class in my desk and, let me tell you, when I saw it, I thought we were going to get married. Sadly, I wasn't able to attend the party, to this day, has been the most lamentable tragedy of my life. Gradually, Platinum and I drifted apart, as young lovers do.

I still hold a firm grudge against my mother for not allowing me to attend his birthday party.

Moving on to age 12, I discovered my fondness for a boy we'll lovingly refer to as "Smell Good." He received the name Smell Good, unsurprisingly, because he smelled of fresh clothes and fine cologne. Smell Good was such a kind-hearted young man, till this day I wonder why he still follows me on social media.

Smell Good and I met when I was 10, whilst I was in love with Platinum. (Life can be cruel that way.) Smell Good was acquainted with a girl in our grade, so I didn't see him in that way. Then came puberty and HONEY, Smell Good looked fiiiinnee. So, I needed to become his friend and the way I did so was by being as annoying as possible.

The only real way to get Smell Good's attention was attempting to get on his nerves as much as I could, and, well, I succeeded. While in gym class one day, I was telling a friend about my fondness for Smell Good. She had his number and began texting Smell Good from my phone, which briefly began what I thought was a potential romance.

Sadly, Smell Good caught on to the fact that I liked him and, in the most gentlemanly, sweet-smelling way possible, told me that he didn't like me "in that way." Heartbroken for about two days, I had to begin moving on from Smell Good. To this day, I see Smell Good around and remember the days when I was an odd 12-year-old.

Finally, the last REAL crush I had--he'll be named "Converse." Converse and I have known each other since middle school, but I despised him at that time. In summary, Converse was incredibly annoying, obnoxious and always knew how to get on my last nerve.

After middle school, I didn't see Converse too much, but then came 10th grade. Converse and I were stuck sitting next to each other in class. Not too happy about this occurrence, I had to tolerate Converse. But, ever so slowly, I began to acquaint myself with him. 10th grade meandered along, and, soon, 11th grade rolled around.

This was the pivotal year during which I fell for Converse. Unfortunately, he had a girlfriend. I had become friends with this boy I once resented and started to genuinely like him. In class, I would daydream that Converse left his girlfriend for me and that we would live happily ever after. High school ended and I had to say goodbye to Converse, but he'll always hold an extra special place in my heart.

Thank you for tuning in to hear about the angsty crushes I had as a young teenager. These three men will always be the teen loves I never dated but was infatuated with. What can I say? Once an angsty teen, always an angsty teen.