I have been following a few posts here and they reminded me of something. I am not saying that this compares to these other posts, I am an @$$, just not that type of@$$. What I saying is they caused me to think of this situation. Even though it happened a couple of years ago, it still hurts. Probably because there was no closure only questions that cannot be answered.
Growing up I had this friend that I admittedly had a crush on from the first time I saw her in second grade. I was new to this small rural town and had come from a larger city. If we had not moved I would have went straight to 3rd grade from 1st, but they would not allow that for male students at my new school, after all it might reduce their football chances. So I start second grade at my new town and meet A. I instantly had a crush, but I was the new strange kid who got a paddling at least three times a day. Usually for finishing early, reading ahead, independent reading, daydreaming, etc., but one time about three weeks into the school year I was putting my books under my desk when the world turned this beautiful shade of seafoam green. Then suddenly I was snatched by my ear and drug out to the hall to be paddled for looking up A's dress. I could only think, "oh, that is why the world turned green." Well from then on I tried hard to be close and get to know A. We became friends and she later admitted she had three her skirt over my head on a date to get me in trouble. There was a running poll of how many times the new kid would get paddled each day.
Well, school years progressed and we became closer friends and were almost always in the same classes, even selected out with one other student as too advanced for the general class and put together for advanced study. A knew that I had a crush on her and often teased me about it. We both knew, it was made pretty clear, that we would never date, and while we were not "best" friends, we were close and neither of us wanted to lose that.
After high school, however, we lost touch as she moved out of state for school. I hoped to see her at school reunion, but she did not come. I looked for her on social media, but had no luck until I started a Facebook group for our old high school marching band. She joined, but she had changed her name. I sent her a friend request and was looking forward to see how my friend was doing. Not only did she not accept my friend request, she blocked me.
This may seem silly, but that really hurt, an interesting still does.