English Original
It's one thing to love somebody, but it's another thing to tell him you love him.
Two years ago, I had a best friend. We grew very close. I always had a crush on him, but I thought it would be better if we stayed friends. Every touch and every moment spent with him was cherished. Everyone told me it was just a simple crush and I'd get over him quickly. Those were the longest fifteen months of my life.
The first few months were about getting to know each other, and I did develop a little crush, but I never said anything. Then, things started getting more interesting. He began flirting and being more affectionate than usual, so of course, I flirted back. There were times I wanted to tell him I loved him, but something held me back.
Months passed with just flirting. I started feeling emotions I hadn't felt before and began neglecting more important things. All I thought about was him. His friends tried to hook us up, but we never quite got there. Finally, I decided to confess my feelings. His response was what I expected: he had feelings for me too but was scared, so he thought we shouldn't date. I agreed but wasn't happy with his answer. While I felt relieved to get it off my chest, something still felt off.
Three months later, I was often feeling unwell, unable to think clearly, making poor decisions, and my friends were treating me differently. I finally told him how I'd been feeling. He then revealed that over the past two months, he had developed feelings for my best friend and no longer saw me in that way. I was devastated but soon realized he wasn't the only person who would come and go in my life. I also learned that a great friendship is hard to find and should be cherished with all your love.
To this day, Austin and I are still friends. We mess around and flirt sometimes. But now, I'm in love with someone else who loves me back. I sometimes wonder what would have happened if Austin and I had been together, but I'm happier now than I ever was. I know what real love feels like now. But hey, I'm still young.
中文翻译
爱一个人是一回事，告诉他你爱他则是另一回事。
两年前，我有一位挚友。我们变得非常亲密。我一直暗恋着他，但我认为保持朋友关系会更好。每一次触碰，与他共度的每一刻都倍加珍惜。大家都说这只是短暂的迷恋，我很快就会走出来。但那是我生命中最漫长的十五个月。
最初的几个月，我们只是互相了解，我确实对他产生了一些好感，但我从未说出口。后来，事情开始变得更有趣了。他开始调情，表现得比平常更亲昵，我当然也回应了他的调情。有好几次我想告诉他我爱他，但总有东西让我欲言又止。
几个月在调情中过去了。我开始感受到前所未有的情感，并开始忽略更重要的事情。我满脑子都是他。他的朋友们总想撮合我们，但我们始终没有走到那一步。最终，我决定向他坦白我的感情。他的回应正如我所料：他对我也有感觉，但因为害怕，所以认为我们不应该约会。我同意了，但对他的回答并不满意。虽然把感情说出来让我松了一口气，但总觉得哪里不对劲。
三个月后，我经常感到不适，无法清晰思考，做出糟糕的决定，我的朋友们对我也不同以往。我终于告诉他我的感受。他随后透露，在过去的两个月里，他喜欢上了我最好的朋友，不再把我看作恋爱对象。我心碎了，但很快意识到他并非我生命中唯一来来去去的人。我也明白了，深厚的友谊来之不易，应该用你全部的爱去珍惜。
直到今天，奥斯汀和我仍然是朋友。我们有时还会一起玩闹、调情。但现在，我爱上了另一个人，而他也爱着我。我有时会想，如果当初和奥斯汀在一起会怎样，但我现在比以往任何时候都更快乐。我现在知道了什么是真正的爱。不过，嘿，我还年轻呢。