He was never really mine

Freshman year, I fell in love with this guy. Let's call him Jason. I fell in love with Jason, but not in the way that most people fall in love. We were friends first. I told him absolutely everything. He listened to what I had to say, contributed to conversation, and was an all around amazing guy. To this day, I actually still kind of love him. Anyway, I fell in love with him. But then one of these girls I was friends with liked him, and he liked her back. So I backed off and didn't even tell him how I felt. To this day, he does not know how I feel about him. Which sucks because now he is dating some other girl who basically homewrecked his last relationship. So yeah, that's my story. I wish I told him how I felt. Maybe things would be different if I actually built up my courage.