there was this girl i ended up developing intense feelings for way back throughout my catholic, repressed high school days. she was my best friend. of course, i didn't say or do anything for for 4 years because she affirmed constantly that she was straight, and senior year she had a boyfriend she seemed to really vibe with. we were very close physically and emotionally, and people teased us in school about us being girlfriends. she seemed irritated at those jokes.
we fell out of touch after high school graduation, because we had a tumultuous, codependent relationship that was very intimate but also a bit toxic. i cut her out slowly, but she made no real efforts to connect back.
last summer, we decided to reconnect to see what had happened in our first years at college.
she discovered that she was gay. i was absolutely floored. for years, i had dreamed for this to happen, and there i was, sitting across from her attempting to understand all that happened in high school.
on a drunken night with a bunch of high school buddies, she unexpectedly ended up being at the kickback, despite her not liking parties nor alcohol. i was enjoying myself and smashed. she cuddled me all night, and drove me home because i definitely couldn't drive my own car back.
she walked me to my door and i told her everything i felt. i then immediately walked into my house, leaving her outside, and fell asleep. the next morning, i got a text that acknowledged what had happened, and harshly rejected what i had done. harshly rejected me.
we're no longer friends. we're not anything anymore. yesterday, i saw that one of my best friends commented on her post on FB, which popped up on my news feed, and my heart hurt. i thought i was over her, but i suppose not all is that easy.
it's been 5 months. i still feel like there was something deeper all those years back in high school. no friend holds hands with interlocking fingers, cuddles one another at sleepovers, cries on each other, and hugs from behind. i don't think it was friendliness nor coincidence. but i'll never get answers and can only think about it for the rest of the time we don't speak (which may be for a long time). i'm still mourning a lost potential love but also a best friend.
other girls that i date just don't seem to give me the same feeling. being gay is hard.