Confession No.5

At 16, I fell in love with a close friend of mine. I had known him since I was 13. We were in the same class for 3 years, but then we moved to different classes for the next 2 years. Still, our friendship remained. I had no feelings for him at the beginning. To be honest, he wasn't that appealing during pre-puberty, but he evolved into a tall, lean and handsome guy after puberty. We hung out often in school and always communicated over the phone after school. I would get all excited when he called. He sort of sensed that I was into him, but that did not make him stay away from me. He even played along with my infatuation. He would call me 'darling' or 'honey'. My heart melted everytime I heard him call me that. However, there was nothing more to that. It was a one-way love affair. He just didn't want to hurt me. I never made a move on him, but my actions and body language when being with him made it crystal clear that I was head over heels for him. He was straight for sure, because he would flirt with girls. I got really jealous one day when he flirted with a girl on the tennis court. I nearly cried. If only I had the guts to pursue him and tell him that I loved him. He is now engaged to be married.