Thank you to the guy who didn't assault me

I'm writing this to help me cope. It feels sometimes like it was maybe inevitable that I would be sexually assaulted. I didn't know anything. And I'm aroace and didn't realize it, didn't realize the extent of drives and urges other people have. I thought relationships were about compromise, too, and I was more than willing to. I shouldn't be selfish, after all. I was used to feeling like I had to change for others, that my feelings didn't matter, and it could be worse. There was a guy I had strong feelings for, I thought it was a crush but I think moreso a squish now. I wanted to be good friends more than anything else. I wanted to go on bike rides and talk and open up, those were my fantasies. And he didn't like me back. We were friends, but not very close. We'd do homework sometimes together, I'd hang out after class in his dorm sometimes. Sometimes his roommate was there and sometimes not. He texted me once asking if I like liked him. I said yes. He said his feelings weren't the same. I pined for attention, I wanted someone I could open up to and be myself with. I'm not sure I had the communication skills to be able to do so, but I wanted that. Now, I thank the heavenly stars he never liked me back. Thank God, thank the Goddess, thank the saints and Mary. I'm so fucking glad he never liked me. That he never wanted anything romantic or sexual from me. Thank you, M. Thank you for not taking advantage of me. He could have done so much to me and I wouldn't have realized until years later. He could've told me to keep everything a secret and I would have. He could have so easily raped me and I probably would've kept vying for his attention and not known and held it in secret and protected him for years. So, I know this is not the kind of thank you you're supposed to give people, but thank you for not assaulting me. Thank you for not raping me and fucking me up when it would have been so easy to.