We were good friends, then I caught a serious case of the feels for you. I thought it would be the worst thing if we never got together, but then I discovered it was the best thing that could have happened. Here’s why:
- You had feelings for me but never pursued them. We’d been friends for three years. One night over dinner, you told me you had feelings for me, and then you did nothing with them. Instead of asking me out, you just allowed your feelings to fizzle. I waited for you in vain, thinking we were going to become something. It was your fault that we almost dated but never did.
- You would’ve been a terrible boyfriend for me. We really got along as friends, so I thought this would translate into a wonderful relationship. But that was an incorrect assumption because I then saw how badly you treated those you did date. You were distant with them and cheated on one of them. You were a good friend, but a lousy boyfriend. I really dodged a bullet there.
- I loved the idea of you. I thought I really loved you, but I guess I was more into the idea of what you would be like as a boyfriend. We both loved literature, had the same sense of humor, and had other things in common, but this didn’t mean we were meant to be. I think I loved the idea of you more than the real you.
- You wanted my attention. It gave you an ego boost when I confessed that I had feelings for you too. You just wanted a bit of attention from me without actually dating me. It left me hanging for weeks, wondering what you were thinking. I’m glad we didn’t date because you’re not a man of substance.
- When you hurt me, it really, really hurt. I felt like you left me hanging, which sucked, but it’s still so much better than if we’d gotten together. I can’t imagine what hell you would have put me through or how long it would have taken to get over you.
- I saw what I wanted to see. There were many things that were wonderful about you, like your intelligence, love of interesting conversations, and charm. My affection caused me to turn a blind to your bad qualities, like how you were afraid of commitment and super selfish.
- Hindsight is right on the money. When I look back on photos when we were hanging out together, I don’t see the hype about you. You’re not as attractive as I thought you were. You’re not a nice person a lot of the time. Why the hell was I into you so much?
- You were a coward. You wanted me, but then didn’t have the balls to ask me out. You liked being around me, but intensified your attention when you thought my affection was going elsewhere because you were afraid of losing me. You just wanted me when it was convenient, like when you were lonely, not because you liked me.
- You blew hot and cold. Even when you were showering me with attention, you would give me mixed messages. One minute you were inviting me out on what appeared to be a date, the next you were inviting our mutual friends along. Sometimes you’d call me all the time just to hear my voice, then suddenly you were out of reach for days. It was cruel.
- You were different in public. When we hung out alone you were great, but when we went out with other friends you changed. It’s like you were a completely different person and treated me like we didn’t know each other. This happened one New Year’s Eve and made me feel like crap. It obviously hurt more because I had feelings for you. I didn’t deserve that sort of behavior from a friend or partner.
- You led me on. After telling me you had feelings, you seemed to become weird when you discovered I reciprocated them. You were distant and weird for a while, as though punishing me for feeling for you. It was so unfair and messed up! It’s like you were trying to push me away, but after you’d reeled me in. I don’t know what game you were playing, but it was so screwed up.
- We would have messed up our friendship. There were parts of our friendship that really worked, and as time went on and my hurt faded, I was really glad we remained friends. You grew up a bit and changed, becoming a nicer person who knew more of what he wanted. But I still think it’s a good thing we never got together. At least now when I look back on our time together, I have some good times to remember with you when we were great friends. I don’t hate you. I’m just glad I didn’t date you.
