You are my best friend. You always have been and you always will be. And when I’m with you, the words are always on the tip of my tongue; I love you.
But I know I can never say it.
He’s good for you. I see that. He’s like me and that makes me think that in a perfect world, if I was in the right body, you and I would be together.
But I’m your best friend.
To you, I’m your best girl friend.
I tell you almost everything. More than I tell anyone else.
And not even you know the truth of who I really am.
You’ll never know that I’m the boy who loved you first, that will love you last.
I love and love and love you.
And I always will.