We met in 4th grade and were good friends who were always together until middle school when I asked him out via a note on Valentine’s Day. We were on and off for years but it always ended because I had cold feet about being in a serious relationship so young. We stayed friends though.

Around senior year of high school I really started to regret being so flaky because through our continued friendship I realized I really loved him. He’d recently begun a relationship with another girl, but I still let him know how I was feeling because we were coming up on the end of high school. He told me that he would try again if he were single, but leaving the new relationship didn’t seem right to him (he was, and presumably still is, a great person). He told me he felt like a part of him would always love me, though, and I said that I felt the same was true. It was such a sweet ending to our story.