• Dear Zach

    by  • May 20, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Dating • 0 Comments

    Dear Zach,

    You are the best guy friend that a girl could ask for. Well, this girl at least. But sometimes, I don’t know, I want to be more than that. We’d be great together. Think about it, you know it’s true. We’d be so good together. And it really hurts. Because you say that I’m like your sister. And you’re like my brother too, so don’t get me wrong the feeling is definitely mutual. We could be so much more than that. What hurts me the most is that you’re still with Val. Yeah, she’s one of my closest friends, but she’s no good for you. I think if you really sat down and thought about it you’d realize it too. I understand that she’s your girlfriend and you love her and my argument right now is pretty much invalid, but one of these days it’s not going to be. I’ve liked you for so long. I think that I denied it to myself for a while too. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship or anything because we’d just gotten close at that point. I just can’t help it anymore. The more time I spend with you the more I end up falling for you. The more time I spend with you the more I realize that we’d be great together. We might not last, but it’d be worth a shot. We’d have so much fun.

    I know that you’ve dated two of my friends now, or rather you’ve dated one and you’re currently dating one. I’m different than they are. But you and I, we’re pretty much the same. We laugh at things and understand things that others don’t. I know what’d make you smile more than I know what’d make me smile. That’s saying something.
    I know that it’s a long shot and I’ll probably delete this after I finish typing it. You and I, well we’d be something special. If we ever gave it a shot it’d make me the happiest I’d ever been in my life. I know that it would. Maybe someday we’ll give it a shot. The day that you realize you’re a million times better than Val and deserve someone so much better. You deserve someone who will always make you happy. I hope that at least some day that person will be me.

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