Quick story I wanted to share.

Back in highschool, I was really close friends with an FtM, I'll refer to him as Kevin for this story. I was always slightly attracted to Kevin, but I kept on getting angry at myself, and calling myself transphobic thinking that I was attracted to his feminine body, especially because he had boobs then. Also, at the time I thought I couldn't be gay, because I love watching sports, playing video games, grilling, stereotypical manly man junk. Regardless I did spend a lot of time with Kevin, we saw action movies, went to the arcade, and stuff; I was always to scared to say anything too foreward thinking it might piss him off, even though I helped him dress and walk more masculine, and even helped encouraged him to go the a public men's restroom for the first time. After a couple of years in College and going through some weird phases that I don't want to remember, I finally figured out that I was gay. Then, recently, after my last BF broke up with me I thought about Kevin. I searched Kevin up online and found out, he was engaged, and what I found more disappointing was he was marrying a guy, Kevin was gay as well. I messaged Kevin a week ago congratulating him, and admitting my high school crush on him; he has yet to respond to me...I guess the moral of the story, if any, is, go for it, say something, I wish I did, the worst they can do is say no, and if you lose a friendship over it, it wasn't a friend worth keeping...