Long Ago In A School Far Away

When I was a teenager, there was a beautiful girl at my school. I was emotional, my only friends were male, and I spent my time working on physics hoping for a break through. But she came up to me, and reached out. At first, I thought she wasn't that special... but as I spoke to her, over the months of friendship, I came to care as much for her as anyone I've known. After three years of my asking and her refusing to date, we parted ways to go to college. It's been three years of college, and my only connection to her is through the simple messages I write to her, filled with humor, once or twice a month. I've dated others since I fell in love with her, and I care for those I've dated greatly as well, but yet, she remains. I can't help but think about her in that way. I wonder when this feeling will fade. I wonder if she ever thinks about me.