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Today at 18:30 after school, I walked out of school with my backpack on, wearing dark jeans, white battlescarred shoes, and a metal-band-t-shirt while it was about +6°c. My hair was kinda nice too.
Now the story begins:
I strolled down to the parkinglot with the intention to cross it.
20 meters in front me I saw a group of 8 common, pretty, white, girls walking from said parkinglot. They walked up a long staircase that headed in a direction so that we could see eachothers clearly over the railing.
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They were halfway up the staircase and I was walking paralelly away from them and threw a second glance/look at them, just because they were pretty grills.
Then one of the cute girls in the middle of them looked back at me too, like she would've looked at me even if I hadn't looked first. (I'm very good at reading people so I know this is true)
Then she stopped and turned to face me, and gave me a silly nice wave with her left hand while smiling.
I was already smiling before that. I stopped and faced her and waved back at her. It was nice, funny, and silly.
Then she blew me a kiss. I blew one back.
"What's your name!"
"*my name*!"
Something something insignificant I can't remember, but she didn't say anything more.
She waved and continued walking and so did I.

We both smiled at eachothers the whole time, and I didn't notice any of the girls giggling. Could she be attracted to me, did she pity me and wanted to give me some love, or was she just fucking with me? She might pity me because she might have noticed that I'm always alone (but never sad. I'm proud and happy and all that good stuff). She might be fucking with me for amusement. And she might be attracted to me because I am kinda goodlooking. Escecially at a little distance lol ;)

Girls, I would love to hear your honest opinions.

I will try to keep this brief:
If you wish to skip over the history leading up to my conclusion go to the end.

I've been in a relationship for 7 months now (in my low 20's) and the love I use to know when I was younger (before this relationship) seems unreachable to me now.
My previous girlfriend lasted over a year long, and ended 2 years ago. The time between then and my current relationship starting, I had one time dates (tinder) that never lead to anything at all.
And I had also gotten into the hook-up culture, which never appealed to me as a nice thing, just a means to an end.
When I met my current girlfriend (via tinder) I was happy that I was talking/texting someone that actually seemed interested in me.
When I finally met with her after talking for nearly a month, I was nervous, but tried to play it cool, and we just talked to each other for a few hours.
We decided that we liked each other enough to go for a second date (which was the day that we became a couple).
From that 2nd date I had a feeling that this was going to last. But as time went on (a couple months) I stopped feeling excited to see her to just happy. I never felt the love I had when I was younger with her in the first place, but I saw potential in the relationship. As time went on we became more intimate, i. e; kissing, groping, cuddling, and eventually sex. But every time I go to see her I only feel happy, and nothing like what I knew in the past. Like there is something missing..

Long story short:
I feel like an end in my current relationship won't hurt too bad, because I know that I could come to love other people BUT I also feel like I love my girlfriend HOWEVER I don't feel the love I had when I was younger (which is when I came to define the feeling of love).

And I was wondering if anyone has felt anything like this. I appreciate any and all commented opinions/stories/explanations.