Well the girl you liked will soon notice you anyway.
It's all good.
It's like two decades in the past. Last I was aware, she was happily married with kids. Happier expression on her face than I could ever hope to elicit despite my best efforts over the decade-plus we knew each other.
We stayed friends a good while but I eventually decided it was best for my own mental health to sort of disappear. If she wanted to stay in contact she had my info. She never has, and that's fine so long as I can think that she's happy.
It's all I ever wanted even though it increasingly became evident I wasn't going to be the one to do it. And after time to reflect on it, especially because I realized I couldn't make her happy.
Now I just get to play the part of the cynical workaholic, pounding down antidepressants, blood pressure pills, and liquor as I learn to accept that my best years are long gone.
Remember kids, don't be me hahaha.