I like to think I'm a stable person, whenever something bothers me I can let it go or find some way to healthily deal with it. But I have bottled up particular feelings about a certain girl for 12 years. She is the love of my life and I've never had the chance to tell her, only occasionally flirt back and forth. Today after school, I went down to one of the corridors nobody visits to cry because I thought she'd never be mine. She happened to walk by with her friend and they did their best to cheer me up. She hugged me, helped me up and told me to walk with them. We went out for pizza, all three of us after, but her friend had to be picked up before the food arrived. While we were eating I asked if she wanted to know why I was crying earlier and she said, "Tell me tomorrow. I want our first date to be happy." She knew all along. She just got tired of waiting for me to ask.