The realization didn’t come as a sudden epiphany. It was a slow going process. There was no sharp moment of crystallization. It built and built and built and I knew of it, but I just never really acknowledged it. Until one day, I was lying in my bed, waiting for sleep to come, my mind wandered back to the same thing it always came back to: her. I was like, ‘Okay. I may be in love with her,’ and it filled me with warmth and unutterable sadness, because I miss her so much but there really was nothing I could do about it.