So my first squish was this boy at nursery, called Z. He had extremely rosy and round cheeks, and such a vivid imagination. We would come up with fake stories and spread them among the other kids. We were quite efficient, sometimes we managed to start like two hoaxes per week. Some turned out be so realistic, the adults would investigate...
Later on, I had another squish, a girl named P. She had the same birthday as me. It developed into a strong friendship, we were inseparable. Ironically, we had a massive fight because of a shared birthday party (her guests were some spoiled brats and made a massive mess everywhere). After that we became more and more distant.
I'm still friends with my most recent squish, who prefers to be called L. I met them at uni, they were just moving into the same dorm. It was a friendship at first sight. I don't think they actually spent a day in that assigned room, we traded rooms and roommates with others as quick as we could. My roommate moved in with her boyfriend, and we convinced theirs that they don't really wanna live on the fourth floor of a building without an elevator
We lived together for three years, it was so domestic, so ideal. They had a special way of making coffee, and we cooked for each other all the time. We would not shut up til early morning, chatting, watching movies. They are so intelligent, one those ancient souls. They also helped me through uni and a relationship that was quite distressing, and I'm forever thankful for all of their support.
Its been years, but I'm still super excited to see them, although we live far away from each other. We write snail mail to each other by hand, and we always put a little present like a bag of nice tea or a little drawing in the envelope. (Welcome to the "how to confuse the hell out of your alloromantic acquaintances" course. Hand written letters? There is no way that isn't romantic, right?! It has to be. Don't even bother trying to explain.)
So yeah, I still consider them a squish. And also a friend.