You were my first love. I loved you for four years. Yup, you heard that right. Four years. For someone to be your first love, they don't always have to love you back. You loved me, but strictly in a friend way. You knew how I felt about you. I told you many times because I always thought that you liked me too. I was wrong. You always did things that made me question your feelings for me. You actually admitted later to me that you liked me for a year and a half, but you didn't act on it because you didn't want to ruin our friendship. Soon, your feelings faded while mine were still going strong. You soon got into a toxic relationship and I just sat there and watched. It killed me inside and I couldn't let it go. I lost so much sleep over your relationship with this girl that I knew was not loyal to you. You broke up with her and finally focused on your friends again. You're now in another toxic relationship. That's when I told myself, "He will never realize that you are the one that will never hurt him the way that they are. You just have to give up and move on." So that's what I did. I moved on. I do not love you anymore, not in a romantic way at least. I still consider you one of my best friends but things are always a little awkward. We don't have a hard time telling each other personal things, but we can't be weird or awkward or weird around each other anymore. It just doesn't feel right. I don't know what will happen to us, but I know we will be okay. We love each other, in strictly a friend way. I will always be there for you, and you will always be there for me.
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Tyler
Teen FictionTyler, I loved you. I did, and I still do, but now as just a friend.