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Kind of. Basically he was friend of some friends. We started talking and quickly got along very well. To the point that we used to talk everyday. I started suspecting that he was becoming interested in me so I confronted him and made sure he knew that I didn't felt that way. We continued friends, and eventually become best friends. We used to get along great, he was an amazing sweet guy. I really liked him and spending time with him. We used to spend a lot of time together and have deep/silly convos.
At some point, he started messing with my feelings. I found myself confused about how I felt. Sometimes I even asked myself "maybe I'm really in love with him?" and I still ask myself the same sometimes. But I wasn't physically attracted to him. And I never never admitted to him that I was confused about my feelings for him, because I knew he truly liked me. And I didn't wanted to hurt him. I couldn't do that.1