• To a best friend I can’t ever love

    by  • April 8, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 0 Comments

    Dear T,
    You won’t ever read this, but that doesn’t matter. What does matter is that I think I like you. Actually, forget that. I do like you. I like you a lot and I wish I could tell you. I sometimes think “nah, I don’t like him”, but when the Snake is around, I can’t help but be jealous of her. You aren’t perfect and sometimes I hate you, but that’s all part of love, isn’t it? It’s getting harder each day to deny the statements made that we would be cute. You don’t even bother denying them anymore; you just ignore them. We both agree we could be cute. It is true. But the fact is that I don’t want to lose your friendship no matter what we go through, individually or together. You are one of my best friends, and bro, I can’t imagine what life would be like without your hilarious laugh or the way your eyes crinkle at the corners. All those little things about you, like how you never eat sitting still if you can help it, and how you only ever put the earbud in your left ear if you can help it, an how much you love wearing hoodies, those are the things I love about you. You say I don’t know you as well as you think I do? Maybe that’s true. But can’t we get to know each other more? Sometimes I wonder if you feel it too… You must. We share these looks that make me positive I’m not the only one. You have to feel it. This isn’t something that can go unnoticed.
    The saddest thing is that if we both did, it still wouldn’t happen. You are my bro. I love you, but you’re my bro. And there you’ll stay <3

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