Some time in the midst of junior high, I noticed something amazing: girls. From that moment on, I chose to spend most of my time with them. I still had a handful of guy friends, but it was clear to me that girls were smarter, funnier and prettier, so the decision was an easy one for me. From that time, there was hardly a point in my life when I wasn’t in a relationship. I’ve just always been a relationship kind of guy. And for the most part, those relationships were for what would be considered significant periods of time, relatively speaking.
All of this to say, I have a decent understanding of the life cycle of relationships. On multiple occasions, I have made the journey from secret admirer to crush, and from crush to love. I have seen love change. I’ve felt it grow wide, expanding into passion, appreciation and friendship. I have felt it grow deep into loyalty and selflessness.
My relationship with Emily was no different in this regard. We experienced those same cycles of love—that same evolution. The difference, however, is that in the nearly ten years that I knew Emily, I never stopped having a crush on her.
From the first time I saw Emily all the way through the last time (which was three months ago today), I never lost that ridiculous excitement that comes with new love. Even as I type this, I feel the enthusiasm of my love for her. It will never die. Some things are so strong that they last forever.