When I was a teenager, I met this girl at a young journalists convention. Soon afterward, we started a long distance, romantic relationship. She even came down to North Carolina to visit me one summer. The relationship didn't last very long, of course, but I was very much in love with her, and I was for years. From where I could see, she was in love with me, too.
During my sophomore year at East Carolina, she made it clear to me that she no longer had romantic feelings for me. I was confused and hurt, but we remained friends.
A few months ago, she came out to me and told me that everything she had said to me about being in love was a lie. She never felt anything of the sort for me.
I tell this story because I believe the reason for that isn't because she is a cold-hearted person (quite the opposite). I believe that much of it came from our society's still hostile view of homosexuals. If she were freer to be who she really was/is, so much of our mutual heartache could've been avoided.