It was a best friend kinda relationship. We were neighbors so we confided in each other- at least we use too. Then one day we kissed- at my house, knowing that we both were not ready to get into that type of thing. Then there was weirdness at school. He stopped coming over. Stopped talking to me some days
I don't think that there will ever be a turning point because we lost something so very important that we had. We lost each other as friends- and it kills me everyday in every waking moment. The poem that really helped me out was Friends
by Tracey M W.
I cried and we talked about it two weeks later. I thought that maybe I might have loved him but I was wrong it was just infatuation. We barely talk anymore and he hardly comes over. He has a girlfriend and I am still in the single boat.
Don't get involved with the boy next door no matter how cute and charming they are 'cause you'll lose something more important... and in a hurry.