I had a bestfriend. He was funny and stupid and friendly. We were friends for a year but then he started kind of like, flirting with me, and I was obvious that I didn't feel the same way but he wouldn't stop so I told the principal, and he put a restraining order on us. So we went a year without talking, and over that year a started to realize that I actually did feel the same way, and I never knew until after we stopped talking. But I've never ever had feelings for anyone before. My friends even think I'm asexual. So I kept wondering, why do I like him and no one else? And I realized it was because since the first time I talked to him he liked me for who I was and I liked him for who he was. We were really the greatest friends ever. I can't even emphasize how magical our friendship was. It was like we were made to be friends. But you know how it is, feelings grow deeper. And now I'm devastated because we don't talk anymore and it's all my fault. And I think I actually love him, because that was all two years ago, and there hasn't been a day I don't think about him. And I did text him a few months ago to ask him if he wanted to be friends again and he said yea, but we don't talk like we used to. Now it's just an occasional hi every couple days. That's the summary of it. They say time heals everything but it's been so long and I still cry about it.