This boy I met in junior high, instantly became my FP the moment we met. We had a brief, intense, toxic relationship that ended way more quietly than it began. I regretted leaving him, but figured I sabotaged all chance with him. 

However, as years went by I never got him out of my mind. I would reach out from time to time, but nothing too bold. I was smart to stay creepy in the shadows. 

Six years after we broke up, we were both in college, and reconnected. He asked me on a date. I’ll save the boring details of the date and just say it was short and sweet, aannnddd he never called me back. I thought I blew it once again with him..

Fast forward ANOTHER six years, and we started talking again. I’m not entirely sure what started the conversation, but I asked him why he never called me back. “I thought I blew it”, he said. 

We’ve been talking for a couple of months now, and I got brave enough to tell him that he has been my FP for 12 years. He did his research, and told me he loved me, and said his feelings (from junior high, mind you) for me never died. 

This doesn’t feel real. I know it couldn’t be healthy if it was. A part of me thinks he is taking advantage of my ill obsession with him. However, a big part of me thinks this is actually my soulmate. 

Thoughts?