We all have that one girl friend that goes back to the same guy. We all know that movie where the couple keeps running into each other throughout their lives like something was meant to be. At the end of the movie, the unexpected couple realizes that they should be together and it ends happily ever after. For the past few years, I have been that friend. While I'm still waiting for the end of the movie where I end up happily ever after

There is this guy in my life, let's call him Tom. Tom and I have known each other since we were eleven years old. We had play dates as kids, and hung out with the same crowd in middle school; our brother's were even friends. In high school, I realized I had a crush on him. The first time we got together was the spring of my freshman year. After almost a month, he told me he liked someone else. In February of the following year, we reconnected and tried again. This time I was the one who lost feelings. We got together again that summer but every time we connected, something didn't work out. Whether someone cheated, we couldn't figure out how to properly communicate, or we just weren't feeling it anymore, something always seemed to go terribly wrong. We've tried to be together several times over the years, each time getting a little closer to understanding our dynamic and each other.

"You guys are going to end up together," my best friend said to me from the driver's seat of her car, "If this were a movie, you guys would totally end up together in the end. You just make sense."

I've known her just as long as Tom, if not longer, and she knows me even better. She's someone I trust to always tell me the truth, even if I don't want to hear it. I trust her when she tells me that one day, we'll work out. I know better than anything that that day is not today. After all these years, I know that Tom has a lot of growing up to do, and has issues of his own to work on. I also know that we can't be together properly and he can't maintain a healthy relationship until he works those issues out.

I'm not making excuses for our break-ups; I know that we both deserve better than a relationship without trust. So I am letting Tom grow. I am letting him make his own memories and go on his own adventures so that he can become the man he needs to. I won't wait for him or reject him, but I have faith, and a little voice in my head telling me that it will all work out one day. I know that when we come back together one day, we will be full-fledged people with lives and experiences rather than awkward puzzle piece adolescents that haven't quite found where they fit in the world.

Maybe I have just seen When Harry Met Sally one too many times.