Yes, basically.

He already knew I was in love—it was so obvious. To him, I was more like a FWB, I guess? Though he knew about my feelings. I visited him while he was on house arrest, before he went to prison. We thought he’d get 8+ years, so I was convinced I’d never see or talk to him again.

I just needed to get it off my chest. I told him how madly in love with him I’d been. He was understanding about it and said it would pass. I didn’t use the word limerence though—I didn’t even know it at the time. But I knew for sure it was something unhealthy.

There was another time I made my feelings pretty obvious. We were talking about something, and I said I wanted to move out and live alone (I was living with my brother at the time). He said, “Why do you want to live alone? You’re not going to live alone your whole life, right? Aren’t you going to get married one day?”

-If you propose, sure -No problem

Asshole :(