I knew you were going through a rough time. You said that the doctors told you that you needed to talk to someone. I’ve been there. I’ve been suicidal. I’ve been to two therapists. I take medicine. And sometimes, my life is still hell. I wanted to talk to you so that you could have someone to talk to that understands you. Someone that isn’t a therapist. All I wanted when I was at my lowest was someone to talk to that would just listen, not someone who was trying to fix me.
Now, I feel like you know me better than anyone. I feel myself starting to fall. Not like falling in love with you but slipping. Feeling myself wanting to spend time with you and get to know you better.
I know you still love her. A part of you always will. I can’t fall for you knowing that you still love her. I can’t go through something like that again, loving someone who loves someone else.
I know more than likely I’ll end up falling for you. The girl you love knows this. She even predicted that it would happen because we are so much alike. I’m not asking you to quit loving her. She’s your best friend and mine too, but IF I fall for you and IF you fall in return, I need you to love me in a different way than you love her. I’m not saying I love you now, other than platonicly, but IF I fall for you someday, I want to know that I’m important to you and that you aren’t going to leave me if she changes her mind.
I guess that’s about it. I’m just not sure how it all happened. I wanted to be your friend and get to know you BEFORE I felt myself falling for you. This is just happening backwards. IF you start to fall for me, let me know where I stand. I don’t want to have to figure you out. You’re more complex than I am. Have a nice life and if fate has our paths intersecting then so be it.