There's always been the one who got away. They were perfect for you: you had compatible interests, sense of humor, even compatible kinks. You knew these things because you had been friends for years. You got closer and closer, and then suddenly it all went away. Your friend withdrew, with no explanation. Them being gone only intensified your desire, and you pined after the dead possibility of a relationship for months. Time heals all wounds, and eventually you thought of them less and less. One night, slightly tipsy from the bar, you see her social media profile suggested as a friend. You click and start to message her. You start typing, about to reveal your feelings, but stop as you realize they must know. Your awkward advances all those years had to have been painfully obvious. The only explanation was that they weren’t interested, and your oblivious persistence drove them away. Trigger as you realize it’s all your fault.