The (ongoing) story of me and the biggest crush I've ever had
So I've known my friend for many years now, she's easily one of my all time best friends. We met through a mutual friend over a decade ago, and I was immediately attracted to her. As our friendship matured, so did my feelings get stronger until it was obvious to me I was full-on in love with her. She is, to my eyes, perfect in every way. We share so many laughs, and have so much in common you would think we were clones of each other.
Fast forward to a few years back. I finally worked up the courage to ask her on a date. It was one of the most stressful things I've ever had to do. Sadly she said no, not because of me, but because she was afraid of what would happen to our friendship(s) if we started dating.
Some time after that I worked up the courage to fully confess my feelings. I hid a love letter in a Christmas present I got her and waited. She became distant for a bit after that. Eventually she said we needed to talk this over. We met and I laid it all bare. She said she wasn't looking to start a relationship with anyone yet, but did say that I was very brave to admit this to her. I respected her decision, we hugged, and carried on.
I'm still close friends with her--and still have deep feelings for her. I've never felt like this for anyone in my life. And I'm still not sure how to move on from this...