(19F) I met a guy at work about 2 years ago. It was literally just like what you seen in the movies, shows, kdrama, anime, and books, whatever you can think about. We even had what I would call now a meet cute. We became such good friends to the point that he was going to become a potential best friend. Friends were all we were in the beginning; Just Friends. In my perspective, the friendship had become a friendship I cherished and held dear. But like I said before this was a guy I only met at work and nowhere else, which made me try to carry the relationship we had from work to the outside. September came and it was time for me to go to my first year of uni and him 12grade. (For those curious, he was younger then me by a couple months, October me and him March) Tbh I asked for his insta, we swapped and then we started talking to each other outside of work, which didn’t end well. (If you want more details on that and are meet cute, that’ll be the next post, maybe, idrk) But after what I would call the insta fiasco, we went back to talking and slowly and gradually going back to where we once were with each other. But then he literally disappeared one day, leaving me waiting each shift seeing if he would show up, but he never did. I ended up being told he had quit. Never to see him again in person through my whole time when working at that job. My point is even after all that has happened between us, I never till this day felt connected to guy in the way I did with him. I fell in Love. Happy, joyful, laughter, kind, weird, awkward, sad, frustrating, mad, Love. Love for a guy who now I only see a glimpse of through insta and nothing else. (Just double checked we I follow him, him the same) We were never together, but we had that connection that even many people around us thought that there had to be something going on. It was to the point before/during the insta fiasco that I had been not sure in what way I liked him, and when I asked a close coworker of mine advice she could guess immediately who I was speaking about. He was literally that person I would be sooo happy to see the minute he walked in for his shift and vise versa. My coworkers even saying how we both light up when we were together, and tbh I truly believed we did. There was never (other then the insta fiasco), an awkward silence between each other, an uncomfortableness, it was 100% purely natural and I loved every moment of it. He is literally what I feel how love should feel like for whoever comes next. I’m thinking of randomly texting him, maybe in the lines of how are you, or something extra like were we ever friends? How should I move on with my life and heart? I want uncut, no sugar coating, brutally honest advice.