We all moved far away after high school. We kept in touch for the first year, whenever we could, but time eroded our friendship. At some point, the only way I knew how my crush was doing was through my best friend. My best friend and my crush became really good friends to a point that I felt left out. I felt jealous, and I think that was why I distanced myself from both of them. My best friend tried hard to keep us together because he knew about my feelings about her, but distance and time are two bitches.
A few years later, we finally had a mini reunion. My buddy and I were on our way to pickup my crush, and somehow, the fact that I had a big crush on her came up. He told me that it was the right thing that I never confessed to her. Naturally, I underestimated my friend's assertion, and said that I could have had hooked up with her, had I had confessed. Then he told me she had a big crush on him and that it was through me that she could hang out with him. It was a shocking moment. I felt stupid for not seeing that she had a crush on my best friend. I felt respected because my best friend never hook up with her. I felt like the obstacle that ruined a potential relationship.
After the mini reunion, and before we all headed to our own way far away, my best friend came out of the closet. I realized that I was looking at reality through a fogged up window, and finally someone clear the window. This is the closest I've been in a love triangle.