The star i found

Part 1 - how it all started

I like this guy, but it's complicated... because he's my ex best friend.
That's how I met him in the first place through someone I used to love.

Somewhere along the way, we started talking more.
Not just normal talking, but the kind that slowly pulls you in without you noticing.
There were all these small, quiet moments between us moments that felt simple but meant everything.
Laughing together over nothing.
Flirting... or at least, what felt like flirting to me.
Those shy glances that last a second too long and make your heart skip in a way you don't expect.

I could feel something real between us.
Something warm.
Something different.
Even though he never made a move, even though nothing was ever said out loud, it still felt like there was something growing in the space between us.

I truly thought he might like me.
Not just because I wanted to believe it, but because others saw it too.

My friends noticed it, the change in him, the tension, the softness in the way he talked to me.
But my ex didn't know anything at the time.
The boy I liked asked me not to tell him, and he didn't say anything either.
He was scared that if my ex found out, he would lose him that his best friend would be angry and stop talking to him.

So everything stayed unspoken.

I think that was the only way he knew how to move on.
Because in his mind, liking me meant risking his best friend.
And he was too scared to choose between the two.

A few weeks later, he started talking to another girl.
Not because he didn't care anymore...
but because he thought letting go was the safer choice.

Only much later, when my ex and I became friends again, I finally told him the truth.
He said he would support it... and even tried to talk to him, hoping maybe things could change, hoping he wouldn't choose her and might choose me instead.

I know he had feelings for me before.
I'm sure of it.
I could feel it in the way he looked at me,
in the way he listened,
in the way he stayed.

So why doesn't he now?

Because he was scared.
Scared that choosing me would mean losing something important to him.
Scared that his best friend would hate us.
And fear has a way of making people walk away from things they actually care about.

So instead of choosing me...
he chose to move on.

And now...
he likes someone else.