I understand how you feel, though in a different manner. I fell in love with my best friend in 11th grade, beings that I had no other friends at that point in my life. I didn't mean to, but we liked all the same things, had the same favourite characters, we even had the same favourite Pokémon for crying out loud. I realized, after about nine monthes, that she was everything I ever wanted in a girl. She was smart (for a neurotypical), nice, kind, virtuous (or so I thought), and very beautiful. I could go on and on, as we Aspies are prone to, but I'll spare you all the musy-gushy details, because, well, you'd get bored, and I don't really know you all that well anyway. Besides, they aren't all that important. Anyway, long story short, she liked jerk guys (and girls) who used her and abused her, not nice, intelligent, honest nerds like me. I tried for two years to earn her love and for two years she rejected me in favour of abusive idiots. We're both graduated from high school now and it's highly unlikely that we'll ever see each other again. We don't even talk anymore. She hates me (I'll never understand) and I pretty much hate her back. I was hurt before her, but I was willing to try again with her because I trusted her, I believed in her. Heh (rueful smile) look what that got me. I hope things go better for you than they did for me.