I thought I found my person, the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with when I was only 18. I thought I knew he was the one because every bone in my body ached with love for him. He was the kind who knew exactly what to say, and exactly when to say it. He was the kind that could make even your worst days a thousand times better. Even though he broke my heart a time or two, he always seemed to put it back together.

He was my best friend; from the very moment we met I just knew he was going to be a very special person in my life. And shortly after that first night meeting him I felt myself developing feelings I had never felt before, for this guy I had only known for a short amount of time. That's the thing, though:, I had only known him a short amount of time but I felt as if I had known him my entire life, we just clicked (clichéd, I know) like you see in movies or read about in books. I quickly realized exactly what was happening; I was falling in love with my best friend.

I guess the stars never were fully aligned for us. I mean, we had our moments of mutual feelings, moments when I looked at him and told myself 'I'm going to marry this boy.' But we also had moments of gut-wrenching fights, when I thought I was going to lose him for good and have to find someone else that made me feel as alive and happy as he did, knowing good and well I wouldn't be able to do that.

I sat in the background continuously loving him as he dated other girls that I knew wouldn't love him like I could. But he was my best friend and I could either suck it up and be his friend or walk away. I always chose to stay. I held onto the hope that maybe he'd finally give me a chance after it didn't work out with the girls he dated along the way.

But I never really did. And that's just something I learned to accept, I would always just be the best friend. The best friend who was in love with him, who wanted to give him the world and everything else I could to make sure he was always happy.

He's been my best friend now for three years. We've been through some pretty awful fights, and there have been times when I just wanted to say "Forget it! I'm done having my heart broken," but I never could. We fight and we make up, and then sometimes fight again the very next day, but we've always come back to being best friends no matter what. I still held onto a little bit of hope that maybe one day I'd get my chance with him, but if I didn't, I'd try to accept the fact that I'd always just be the best friend and as hard as it is to admit sometimes, I'm trying to be OK with that.

Sometimes it doesn't work out, though. Sometimes you have to say goodbye and walk away that way you can get rid of those feelings. There's a chance y'all could be friends again, and there's a chance y'all won't be, and believe me, I know it sucks. Going from telling someone everything and talking all day from "good morning" to "good night" and having to cut it off cold turkey. It's not easy; it's honestly like going through withdrawals. I'm not going to lie, it gets harder before it gets easier, but until you move on and realize that you truly want to be just friends with him, you have to keep your distance.

Then maybe you can try to be friends again, but don't rush back, don't let yourself fall for him again. Make sure you're absolutely over him before you try to be friends again.

So to all the girls who have fallen in love with their guy best friend: you're not alone. It's not easy, but if he really is your best friend it will all be worth it. And if we're lucky, maybe, just maybe, we will get our chance.