Hoo boy.
Met a girl in school. Fell desperately in love with her. Was pretty sure she felt the same way. Why else would she ask me to go to the library with her to look up a word when we had our Internet-connected laptops right in front of us? I paid for several meals without prompting, and we kept making those incredible-feeling googly eyes and goofy grins at each other for months during class.
Then, literally, the day I was going to ask her out officially, she shows up holding the hand of a guy she said she found annoying and off-putting.
I acted highly inappropriately in front of her, embarrassed myself, and nearly ruined our relationship. She probably would have written me off completely had we not had to be in school together for another four years.
We made up eventually and are now very close friends, and I would never want to lose that, but the knowledge that it can never go beyond that constantly claws at my heart.
Long story short: FML.







